"You are now ready for the final phase of your membership into the White Vampyres Club. On Saturday March 21st, assuming you pass the last test, the members of the Club will honor you, and you will select your trainer. Be at 734 Elm Street promptly at 7 PM, and as before, eat lightly and dress casually. Continue to take your blue diamond shaped pills every...
USS Surefoot, Deck 2, Alpha Squad Quarters: Jonas was certain he had felt more physically exhausted in his life. Damned if he could think of when. Alpha Squad had woke up an hour before, at 0630 hours, determined to take advantage of the quiet hours and get a workout in the gym. Which was fine, usually; physical fitness was a necessity the more sedentary J...
The Dowager Marchioness didn't waste time. She reached under her surcoat, close to her hip, to pull out a pair of scissors chased by silver. "I'm going to remove your bonds now." She took one of Jansetta's limp wrists in her hand. Then she slid the blades under one of the loops, snipped, and then went to the other. Once that bit of cord had silently fallen t...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** The moment I saw her, I knew there was something special about her. She was a tall, statuesque brunette, well dressed, with impeccable makeup. There was some sort of instant attraction, and maybe she felt it also. She walked straight over to the empty bar seat next to me. We were...
ELENA The drip of water, the howl of wind. The cold on my naked body. One breath, then another. That was what Adarian taught me so long ago. The room was lit by a barred window. It cast a dim ray onto my body, centering my exposed belly with a square of light. I was strapped to a wooden board in my cell, my limbs stretched in a spread-eagle, open and he...
Prologue: A Room of Mirrors Black entered the tiny room and fell to his knees in awe. It was a sweltering day in the smog filled city of Bangkok. A travel journalist, Black had been trying to find inspiration to write a positive article about the seedy shit-hole. Tourism was the city's main source of income and officials had given him quite the 'gift' to h...
This is a work of fiction, reproduced exactly as it was sent, in installments, to my own cyber lover. She knows who she is; my inspiration, my muse, my angel! While this remains fiction, I live in hope... Comments welcome * It had been a 2 hour flight from Birmingham to Hannover. You had had 2 Malibus on the flight, so you were feeling warm and relaxed, a...
Chapter 6 Isabella reflects on a past meeting with two soldiers and finds new friends in North Africa. She and Thomas share a special evening. Isabella and Thomas sat there on the covered bridge of the pirate galley, hardly talking. At one point, she heard Thomas groan quietly and remembered his wound for the cannon accident. "Let me see," she insisted a...
Hey, guys. This is something that I've been working on. This is part one of a two part story. There's NO SEX in this part, but it's still pretty essential to read so you aren't lost on part two, which WILL have sex. Originally it was all going to be one big story, but I broke it into two parts at the last minute. I apologize if the ending was rushed. I de...
SO FAR: A jobless and sensitive young man becomes innocently associated with a bubbling woman in her late forties who lives alone on a vineyard out of Auckland, New Zealand. Nash is attracted because she drives a beautifully re-built and upgraded 1939 Chevy pick-up and draws him from his ‘shell’ with ease. Hope Honeybun’s interest in young Mr Carson is that...