Seaside Grove was a luxurious city on the isolated (and redundantly named) Seaside Island. It was known for its clean, sparkling beaches and lush forestland, as well as its tourist-friendly metropolitan area. Generally, only the very wealthy and affluent were able to live on Seaside Island, but Tripp Henri was an exception. That's because Tripp's best friend...
The forgotten, empty frying pan smoked on the stove, but the pot of soup was worse— thick, black plumes rose from it. The acrid smell made my eyes water. "Shit," I muttered, looking around frantically for a pot holder or oven mitt and seeing neither. "Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!" Joe reached past me to the stove and turned off the burners. I grabbed a ne...
I hope you all enjoy. I will do my best to keep up with posting new chapters but the story is still growing and I have no idea which direction it will take yet. Thanks for reading. Comments and votes are very welcome. ************* Ashy hair fell in waves down her back and pearlescent blue eyes showed nothing but sorrow. At a quick glance she seemed little...
Name: Okami Onikuma Gender: Male Species: Human (Japanese) Age: 20 Height: 5'8 Weight: 160 lbs. Eyes: Short icy blue Hair: Icy silver Style: Strike/Submission Preferred moves: Street fight moves, submission moves Personality: Okami's personality is rather simple to explain, instinctive and ingenuous. He tries to act tough in a match, but is nice an...
He had made it to a tiny island off Japan, where he was to read the final will of his cousin estate. He never heard of his cousin but he had died within couple of months. John had made his intentions clear that he was just going to sell it, but who was he to deny his last request and at least he would get a trip out of it. My grandfather sibling, was the pre...
Caribbean Cruise Ch. 07 Warning: This story is largely incest-orientated. If this genre is offensive to you, I strongly recommend that you do not continue any further. Please ensure that you have read the previous chapters of Caribbean Cruise before beginning this story, as this is a continuation of those postings. Thank-you, and I hope you enjoy! TheCapta...
I sigh as I attempt to scrape the dry mud off the floor, almost scratching it in my haste. Aaron landed an hour ago, so he would walk in any moment now. I know I'm technically not supposed to do cleaning beyond light housework, but I don't want him to come home to a disaster zone. When Liam initially got suspended, I'd phoned him right away. The call had go...
A WIGAN HANDSHAKE The place: Bob's House of Ass — a local swing shack. The time: 5 PM. Saturday. A party of three — comprised of two women and one guy — enter the pool area. The dude is somewhere in his late 70s. The chicks are in their early 30s. One senorita is obviously a butch lesbian; the other, sensual white trash. Disrobing, the group head straight...
NOTES: This is a gift for Evil Empire (aka Spacefender). It's was written fairly quickly, so please forgive any mistakes, and is also part of a larger story that I may (or may not) continue in the future. (cross-posted to my other writing accounts). ---- The Dragon Throne Larix Tai Lun Lisbeth, the elven consort of the King Herensuge, strode around the...
I recorded this saga as told to me by a haggard crumpled man who claimed he lost count of his years after 85 while I was researching a Master's thesis on 'iterative anthropology.' The Orkney Island native narrated this tale claiming it was one retold 50 times over but never penned. His thick accent, while charming, has been edited to make this saga more acce...