Centuries ago... Kilili danced naked to the chorus of screams, revelling in the morbid fascination it stimulated. The gardens, so beautiful under the starry sky, were lit by the pyres of burning Christians. Even with the burning musk the cloying scent of burning flesh could not be fully masked. It only aroused her further. She had danced for centuries, had...
When Lili awoke the next morning, she found that she was alone in her new bed. She pulled on a robe and slippers and scuffed out to the kitchen where she could smell the enticing aroma of coffee. She was still sleepy and her face had that addled expression left by too late a night. She smiled blissfully thinking that the main difference between this early mo...
Note: Another old-ish one. I tried going through and fixing the tense, but eventually gave up since there's so many times I swap. Tracer section involves pain. Ana/Pharah involves incest. Widowmaker involves humiliation. All involve anal. Tracer Simone greets me as soon as I'm plugged into the Sim. "Back already? That's got to be a new record." "Ye...
Kirkwall, the site of the Initial uprising that fucked Circle Politics, Destroyed Order and unleashed Hell upon the World, no there is a new Knight-Commander of the Kirkwall Templars, Caspian Van Markham-Vael! He is the Illegitimate son of the late King of Starkhaven and a Van Markham Princess. And to avoid Family Scandal he joined the Templars, something he...
Chapter One: Friday Night Pahhrty The night I first met Cynthia, it was truly lust at first sight. Strangers to each other, we'd both been invited to a party thrown by a mutual friend. I'm a Humanities professor at a small university and these gatherings were often held at the Dean's sprawling estate on campus. The main house was so large that the running j...
Hello everyone! I'll start with a small apology for taking so long in updating; those who have read my bio know that I'm a teacher and a mother, and the beginning of the school year is simply a madly hectic time of the year for me. I simply had no time. But look! I managed to get it done. I should warn you that my first updates were rather quick only because...
The two young men stood hunched against the bitter wind reading the front page of the Chicago Tribune. Directly below the date--February 13, 1929--was the headline that held their collective interest: CAPONE TO BE IN MIAMI VALENTINE'S DAY. "It's too fuckin' beautiful," hooted Willy Marks. "Too good to be fuckin' true," added Jimmy Clark as he folded the pa...
I hope I'm not screwing up, I'm writing a much longer story that will go into a different category. In that story I created a character that fascinates me. But in the other story she has a relatively minor part. But I think she deserves further exploration and as a result this is a long story but all in one piece. Thus it's posting in Novels and Novelettes C...
--Will-- Kori has asked that we stop investigating my black out, and I agree and disagree at the same time. I agree because what do I have left to accomplish by pursuing this? All I seem to be doing by dragging this on is hurting my girlfriend with every new shocking revelation that she has to attempt to forgive and forget like she promised she would. A pro...
Patches of snow flecked the dirt road in rural France as a squad of German soldiers rode by on motorcycles. A land mine exploded, destroying the first motorcycle, and killing the rider. The other motorcycles crashed. Their riders tried to shoot at unseen enemies. French resistance fighters quickly mowed them down with submachine gun fire. The resistance fi...