The Nameless God Tablet I [...g]od of the desert, and no one would go to the desert to be with him. He sat upon a mountain with his massive head in his massive hands, and sighed. Tablet II He was angry at the other gods because they would not include him in their councils, nor when they hunted for wild beasts in the fields, nor when they threw gre...
Westminster, England, 14 April AD 1067. Six Months After The Battle of Hastings. "You get Droit de Seigneur with the estate, D'Austeyn. You are Lord of the High Justice and the Low, with Furca and Fossa. You can hang a man from gallows or drown a witch. Sort out any trouble immediately and kill anyone who puts a toe out of line. But most of all..." Her...
King Arthur and the Holy Grail inhabit one of the most potent of mythical Realms, a Realm that serves as a backdrop for dreams; dreams that are dusted off from time to time. Close your eyes and breathe in the essence of age old battles and epic romance, where Knights fight for honor and maidens anxiously await their return. Step into a world where passions f...
Chapter 1: Seduced From His Vowel This is the first story of Darius. He goes from a relatively safe and simple life to an uncertain but heroic future, filled with love and lust. It was the beginning of a new day. The first real winter day. Only two days ago a little snow had begun to fall. And now, all was white. The sun came up, reflecting it's beams on t...
Note: I've been on hiatus for a few reasons. The first was that I recently acquired a job which doesn't pay terribly well, but a job is a job. The second is that I am writing a non-erotic story which I will not be posting anywhere, I haven't really decided what I'll do with it. The third is that with me being a young man, I have certain needs, otherwise know...
The Anglo Saxon Chronicles Part III I am an old man now, with an old man’s failings. It is nine years since my liege and, dare I venture, my friend Ælfred, King of Wessex and Rex Anglorum, passed to greater glory. I fear I shall not be long behind him for winter chills my bones and I sleep more and more by the brazier in the Scriptorium. My hands have grow...
Thanks to loyal readers so far, and for the kind advice several people have given me. I am changing the title character's name to Lord Reynard for the sake of a Norman, not German, name for my protagonist. Please comment early and often as I add chapters, they really help me emotionally and as a writer! * Lilac ambled through the gaping stone entry of the...
Dear readers, Allow me to regale you with tales of horror, and beauty, and seduction and love- making. Allow me to entertain you with tales that span over centuries and continents -- and are as timeless as time itself. Allow me to take you beyond the reaches of time and space -- to the Romuthian Age, when the Earth was yet young, and the stars forming, and...
Natasha placed her hand over her mouth and stifled a burp. There was so much fizz in the Alco-pops Nadine had been continually supplying her with. "What about him?" Nadine asked leaning forward in her chair and nodding towards a group of men standing at the bar. "Which one?" Natasha asked in reply. "Tony." Nadine said, rising to her feet. "Come on. I'll i...
Charlotte Marlton watched her gelding limp as she led the tall roan a few steps across the pasture. "Damn" she said aloud using language that she never would have spoken had any of her family or friends been present. Charlotte had a reputation for being spirited (her aunts would even say wild) but there are things a lady must never be witness doing...