This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography, which is currently not updating. Stories after Music Box Dancer are: Return To Apple Grove, Media Matters, Swamp Frogs, Man of God. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story...
The crumbling remnants of the ancient trade route known as Imperial Way remained heavily trafficked, even in these dangerous times. War refugees, wandering bands of elves, traders and even the occasional military patrol from the North passed along this flat stretch of land where, even centuries after it had last seen any maintenance, a few stones and one or...
Chapter 2 Uncharted Stars "Hello, I'm Susan Melnin, the new ship's courtesan," I introduced myself. Past experience had shown that there was no chance of casual discovery of my true nature by a voratex slave. Crystal and Jewel were quite adept at blocking even the most intense scans; to the point of manufacturing readings for the curious. What would give m...
Will watched as Khalia and Drake walked out of the inn. He admired Khalia's ass and long shapely legs. "Drake sure is one lucky devil with that one," he thought. As his old friend and the night elf rode away on Drake's felsteed, Will heard something out in the courtyard. He shrugged off the women clinging to him and went to investigate. He saw a petite pries...
He watched as the rider came down the path on horseback, there were flashes of light off the shield and the hilt of the sword. Smirking lightly, he took in the small frame of the youth. He let out a snort thinking that the youth could hardly lift them for his small frame. As the rider got closer, he got ready to leap onto the horse. He could easily take out...
Eliona was on her knees, her hands shackled behind her back and her head bowed. One would expect the young woman to have a look of shame or fear on her face, but the former Hero had nothing but disdain for this supposed court. Although she was only eighteen, she had been the child of adventurers and had grown up learning from the best the Guild had to offer....
Chapter 17 Corec's shield spell flared out as one of the red-eyes got a horseman's pick past his sword. Corec stepped back and angled himself to the side to present a smaller target. The pick, which looked like an elongated version of Boktar's warhammer, was slow and unwieldy, but it was designed to fight men in heavy armor. If the red-eye got in a lucky sh...
Well here we are again. Its been months when I promised weeks, but I'm going to try once more to keep going til the end. A special thank you to the anon that reminded me there were still people out there waiting. Not too much action in this chapter, as everyone is still recovering from last night. Ah, one more thing, I was trying a slightly different style a...
Note: This is my first submission so please be kind! It started out as a comedy piece (sort of) and ended up, like, well, this. She carefully worked her way through the dense underbrush, slapping at the tiny bugs that kept molesting her. Molly was tense. Every so often, when there was a break between the branches coming back to claw her in the face, she wou...
WARNING: This fic can be correctly categorized as smut, and as such will be operating based on porn logic, with characters occasionally acting OOC. It contains themes of cheating, adultery, betrayal, and netrorare. If none of these themes are for you, I suggest you turn back now. For those that are turned on by such sinful taboos, I believe you are in for a...