It took a moment for it all to sink in for Jennifer. So much for this trip to London England now it was a write-off. Her boyfriend Simon hadn't wanted to see The Tower of London so she'd done the tour alone and then come back to find him with another woman in their hotel room. She was going to show him she wouldn't take this lying down. No sir. He was histor...
Today had been a typical workday on my part. Filling forms, typing shit, you know...work. So it should come to no surprise that I was ready to go home, right? Just an average working class girl who couldn't wait to get home and see her husband, and do tortuous, sexually painful things to him. I stared down the regulation-based black and white clock while the...
This is why I'm hot. I'm the six-foot-tall, brown-skinned and dark-eyed Afro-Persian beauty you can't take your eyes off as I stride through the Boston University campus. Clad in my long blue winter jacket over dark blue jeans, my hair covered by a fashionable White hijab, I look hotter than most of the bare-headed Infidel chicks you see walking around downt...
"You did well, my dear," Chief Cave Lion told Ivory the following morning as she and Glade lay together on the bed the Reindeer Herder chief had vacated. "Thank you, my lord," said Ivory who still savoured the memory of her lovemaking. She didn't say so but she thought to herself that the pleasure in the duty was all hers. And she would gladly do the same a...
(B-Pit, Japan) As he entered into the Familiar Bey Pit, a More Mature, More Pragmatic, and More Learned Person, he saw how much Madoka had Changed as the last he'd seen her they were Small School Children. He still wasn't certain if he wanted to Enter the Beyblade World Tournament, because in all Likelihood Madoka's New Friends would and they'd make the Team...
Note: To avoid confusion, I changed the name of one historical character from Sir Jean de Vienne to Sir Luc de Vienne. This part has been the most difficult to write. It covers a long period in two significant locales. I had debated on cutting this short, but I felt it was a critical part of the story that you need to understand for the rest to make sense. A...
* * * * * Copyright Oggbashan February 2006. The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. * * * * * Heracles, in a fit of madness, had killed...
Holmes had gotten several paces ahead of me in the chase. I saw that he had come to a shoddy door made of planks. He lowered his shoulders and ran right into it. The door broke through off the hinges. Holmes stumbled a few paces, but quickly righted himself. "Blast," he said, as he looked about the room. "Moriarty isn't here, he must have gone ahead." I ca...
The act of moving me into Damien's room was a huge to do. It took more servants than I had seen together before, half of them were re arranging Damien's closet and the other half were moving my clothes into his closet. It was such a big to do that it ended up causing a crowd to gather at the entrance of the room. I hid in the bedroom until I finally spotted...
~~Medusa~~ "So, what do you think?" Darian said. He posed for them, a brown cloak wrapped over his body, dirty edges and blotches of stains on it. Chimera grunted, but Medusa smiled and slithered around him. "You look charming." "I'm not supposed to look charming! I'm supposed to look forgettable." He adjusted the horrible garb, but no matter how he wore...