***Authors Note: Thank you to Alan, your help is greatly appreciated!*** The nap wasn't to last very long. Perhaps a half hour had passed when Mr P shook me awake. "Come on sleepy head, time to get up." He said much too jovially. "I thought men were supposed to be the ones to cum and instantly fall asleep." He chuckled. I groaned and tried to snuggle deep...
I was sitting in the crappy rexine seat, my face in my hands, at my wits end. An hour ago, I had been a successful start-up founder with my gorgeous and intelligent loyal wife by my side, heading towards the greatest deal of my life. A deal that could make me a millionaire if not a billionaire. But now here I was, in a totally different situation. Having wat...
Samantha Brennan lay on the snow-capped hilltop, while around her the eternal trees abided, dark frost-patched evergreen, as numerous and densely packed as the hairs on her head, with irregular pauses for rivers, lakes and oil and logging camps, all the way to the wintry western peaks, their lines delicate, ephemeral, more dreamlike than actual beneath the p...
Disclaimer: This fanfic is based off the Neverwinter Nights community module by the name of "A Dance with Rogues" created by Valine. I fell in love with this story and felt compelled to write something that compliments it. This story contains for explicit content and graphic violence. All characters except Shiloh, Bastian, Rhys, Nicca, Ni'as, Narev and Esse...
Chapter 1: Serenity AUTHOR'S NOTE: The first two chapters of this story don't have any sex in them. None. Zip. Zilch. Nada. It isn't until Chapter 3 that we get to the good stuff. If you can wait that long, then I promise I'll do everything in my power to make it worth it. If you're not that patient, thanks for stopping by. Just know that the sex IS coming....
Warning: This story contains graphic scenes depicting humiliation and pain. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coinciden...
Chapter 5. And then there were two In her dream she was eight years old and her mother had just made her breakfast. Steaming scrambled eggs piled high on her plate alongside toast scraped with butter. Her mother Annie had shaped the toast into love hearts. Her favorite. She happily took a bite, smiling at her mother who was doing the washing up. Someone el...
A/N: I know. Demon bitch from hell. Well, here it is. *** She was bored. Not that it surprised her, but the delicate process of paint drying was looking to have interesting conversational properties compared to this. Ryan really needed some new hobbies. "...so I took his queen with my knight and he..." Paint. It comes in many colors and maybe if we sit a...
Cammie and Terry struggled with the heavy box, one on each end, attempting to get it down the stairs leading from Cammie's apartment. Cammie swore she'd never live in a second floor apartment again; running up and down the stairs on a daily basis was bad enough, but when it came to moving everything you own it really sucked. Every trip to the moving van was...
This was not my idea, or plan! Who knew? Now I know, but it's too late, I think? My wife left me to 'find herself' and with the boys out of school, I packed up and headed south. I can make mid six figures anywhere that has a decent commercial real estate market, so I settled on the Southeast Coast. I asked a new client to refer me to a dentist and he says...