Greetings once again, readers. I realize this chapter came very fast. Don't ask me how it happened. I do not know. I started this chapter and it kinda ran away with me. I wrote most of it over the last weekend. Bottom line...It would be better if don't get used to it. The way my luck runs, I'll be back to my normal snail's pace here again, eh? (With apologie...
If you're Black and male in North America you cast a giant shadow over everything and everyone around you, whether you're short like Kevin Hart, strong like Mike Tyson or tower over everyone else like Shaquille O'Neal. How you see yourself and how the world sees you are two completely different things. Sad but true. Take me for example. My name is Omar Saint...
Nigel looked through his Grandfather's things and wondered what it said about his life. Not much to show for 85 years of dashing around the world like a playboy and screwing a thousand women. As he looked through the belongings of the old spooky house Nigel wondered if there was any money left? He had only agreed to plough through these dusty things in the...
Disclaimer: This is a horror story, and in horror stories people die. There are a couple of scenes of violence that may shock or disturb some readers. Viewer discretion is advised. * All right. First off, I suppose I should tell you a little about myself. I'm an author. I used to be a struggling author, but that was before I met her. Now I'm a multimillio...
(based on the Gor fiction of John Norman) * First-Captain Black Ox, the most wanted man on Gor, moved unconcerned through a Lydius slave-market. As both a member of the Slaver-caste and a pirate, he held a professional's natural interest in the inventory of slave pens. In addition to making his living at plundering and enslaving, Black Ox had also been b...
A word of explanation: The Tug stories are special to me because they let me indulge my interest in history. A few of you share my hobby and I always want to entertain. I just posted my Legends Day piece, and I usually don't post so close together. But, I've been working on this piece for some time (for another purpose) and it's finished. So, I thought I'd...
Having opened the face of the grandfather clock in the study with a precise application of pressure to begin with, Bruce set the hands of the clock to the minute before his parents' death. He held the hands there against the motion of the machine, and after being locked in place a motion, the grandfather clock obligingly unclenched from its position. When he...
I just want to go on record right now, in front of God and everybody, that I never, ever planned it to wind up the way it did. Things just happened. In the end, though, I'm glad it all worked out. See, Jared and I always wanted to play basketball. He was too skinny and I was too short for football, and neither one of us could throw or hit or run very well...
1) The following is a work of erotic fiction. 2) This story contains characters and settings copyrighted by DC Comics. This story should be considered a parody of those characters and settings. It is also distributed free of charge and is a non-commercial enterprise; the author derives no profit from its distribution. No copyright infringement is intended....
This is the first time I am posting this type of story, but there is a sci fi element, lesbian element, and there is more to come, I hope you enjoy. Please don't be to harsh, I have worked on it for a long time, I am just trying to expand my horizons and writing style. Thanks * Chapter One Stuck At Home This legend has been built over centuries, but c...