©2020 Sal De Klerk, "The Salacious Scribe". All Rights Reserved. Final Revision July 2020 Authors Note: I originally wrote this as a writing exercise to be judged by other writers. The original draft was under 600 words. I tried to post it on Lit back when I first wrote it. Lit requires 750 words minimum for a story so it was rejected. After that, I lost...
Sup, y'all. Long time no post, I know. Things have been kinda funky over here in nakamook world. Benefit for you guys - I decided that if I couldn't be happy, these guys could be, and so this chapter will have the Captain in it. Hope you guys like it, hope it's worth the wait :) Other than that, enjoy some exposition. I'm still counting this as an islands c...
George awoke coughing, the taste of salt water in his mouth. As soon as the convulsions stopped, and he opened his eyes, the drowning dream quickly receded and vanished along with the salty taste on his tongue. Drowning was George's worst nightmare. Despite being surrounded by water he could not swim. He believed that his hatred of water actually kept him a...
Another year has past, another Spring is coming to the Northern Hemisphere and fall to the Southern, another Earth Day, and another climate report from the UN released. So the world takes a large sigh of ignorance at yet another report, the deniers make up excuses out of thin air, and most other folks bury their heads in the ground. Still more will point to...
This is part of an ongoing series - please check out the previous four chapters before diving into this one! We'll still be here when you get back:) Alright, so this is when I admit to being a terrible dirty liar because this is another chapter without sex. Nakamook, you say, you're writing on literotica. Don't be such a dick. I know, I know, but the chapte...
The roiling sky was rent by a wicked, forked lance of white-hot lightning as the full fury of the storm slammed into the merchant vessel, Abundant Horizons. Across its rain-slicked deck scurried harried, valiant men, near exhaustion as they battled to keep their frigate above the clutching, malevolent waves. A castle-high wall of frothing water battered the...
There is a world of fantasy, of primality, of the most ancient of creatures and the most ancient of laws. It is a savage and uncompromising world, so alien to human thought and emotion that it might as well be the landscape of another planet beyond our galaxy. It is a world where even humans fear to tread, where we are not, as in our own métier, the greatest...
Chapter 3: Schooled A female's lyrical voice penetrated the thick hazy fog of his slumbering brain. He winced and groaned, becoming aware of a silky slender arm around his shoulder and neck. It stirred briefly but didn't remove its weight. "Hello-o-o-o-! Anyone awake aboard?! Wakee, wakee, all hands off snakies!" His dark head shot up from his pillow w...
Synopsis: Caught in the undertow of the dreadful great Eorfleode War, a young student finds himself spurred to enlist as the result of being given a white feather, for cowardice, by his ex-girlfriend. Facing death and near disaster at every step, he learns about different colored feathers, such as the blood red arrows of the Boar-Men. Damaged in heart and so...
The year is 1862. Within the seaborne nation known as the British Isles there exists the northern coast of Wales and its holdings of Denbigh and Caernarfon: maritime Counties bounded north by the Irish Sea. The mountains of the Clwydian Range rise 2500ft behind the hilly counties of the coastland. There is level ground along the coastal strip.....and on thi...