Note: I hope someone can enjoy this story. I've written one other that's posted on another site, I'll get around to putting it here. I also confess that I'm too lazy to proofread this more than once. Hopefully I'll tickle someone's fancy. Also, I will never use any weird fetishes, nothing of the sort. "Mother... I'm sorry. This open world is large,...
This is my forth installment on my first submission. This chapter is from the point of view of Paul Beckson's lawyer, Carol Bernstein. I hope you enjoy. ********** I walked out to my car and got in. It was late, and I wanted to go home. It had been a long, but profitable day. The cell phone rang again. I really didn't want to talk, but I picked it up and a...
****While our characters are in high school. They are all 18 years or older! The story is a long one. With many chapters. Including just about every fetish I can imagine. Are you ready for The Game?*** ***** Koki lay prone in the grass, as the sneers flew over him, each jest a jab in his back. Once more he had found himself face first while playing soccer....
Authors note: This is my Halloween contest entry. It is not spooky or scary or a typical Halloween story in anyway. I will admit it's a little poignant and sad but I hope you enjoy it regardless. Thank you again to RK Moreland for helping with the copy editing, and BrambleThorn whose wisdom really helped when I became bit lost. You are both much appreciated....
Valery and Samara sat in the cafe, drinking coffee. She wanted to know how his date had gone and he was happy to talk about it. 'She's the most sexually repressed woman you can imagine,' Val explained. Samara stirred her coffee. 'Sorry. I thought she sounded alright. Better luck with the next one.' He shook his head. 'No, I'm not interested in another one...
He puts his best jeans on tonight. His black boots are polished, laced up nice and tight. Frankie's hair is slicked like back in seventy-five; come on baby, let's drive... His fingers caress the cold curves and raise dusty stripes on the sleek black skin of his oldest friend. "Summertime baby, summertime... Let's get your top down." "You talking to me or...
The sun rose over the City of Montreal, Quebec. It found Adam Des-Bois sound asleep. The young brother yawned and stretched in his king-sized bed. The guy was honestly and sincerely dead tired. All six feet four inches and two hundred and sixty three pounds of him. In the eyes of the world, he was many things. Quarterback of the Concordia University men's va...
Jennifer had been tossing and turning in her bed all night, the sweat from her heated body dampening the black silk sheets. The moonlight came in pale ghostly beams through the edges of the curtains, casting strange shadows on the ornate wallpaper. In one corner of the room, the air conditioner made faint wheezing sounds. She had already adjusted the control...
Arc Deco 3 - Conceal Me What I Am Copyright© 2010 by Stultus Synopsis: The worst part about being apparently a very minor magician is that no one takes you seriously, until it's once again time to save the world and it's all up to you once again! Sex contents: Almost no Sex Genre: Speculative Alternative Historical Fiction Codes: MF, Magic, Supernatural...
Isabella waits for Thomas's return and spends her days and evenings learning more about The Daughters of Keira and The Sanctuary. * The women sat chatting and swapping stories as they ate and drank Maria's sumptuous feast. The boys ate with them, quietly, but sometimes laughing amongst themselves or venturing a comment to the women in Arabic. Jax rose fro...