Lynn was one of those women that if you saw her walking down the street, you wouldn't really notice her. She was a big gal, and without fail she had on a knee length plain skirt and sweater, except on the warmer summer days she wore a lighter blouse, and sometimes slacks. Her hair fit the description of mousy perfectly. In fact, there was not one single...
She lost her flair for providing a bigger better present year after year. All she wanted was for your happiness. In the midst of her attempts, you lost some of your flair for her. All you wanted was to be satisfied again, just the way she used to provide for you. Somehow, she lost that knack and you wondered if she had forgotten what turned you on. Whatever...
Writer's Note: This story begins after the disappearance of Philippe Trufont in Vampires' Victim Disappears. * Lucius Carter sauntered down the sidewalk on Esplanade Avenue as the sun set over the French Quarter. He had no reason to hurry but did look forward to spending the night with his granddaughter. He reached the ancient brick building that had been...
Mara sat on a padded bench, completely nude. She had been sitting for quite some time. Mara wore no watch, so she had no idea how long she'd been here, but it felt like at least an hour. She was beginning to think that her hosts had abandoned her. Was this some kind of joke? Were they waiting to see how long she'd sit here, unattended, in this tent in the wo...
Marion stood up from his large round elven bed. He stretched his elastic elven limbs as was his morning ritual. It was hardly morning however. Upon looking at the light streaming through the tall windows circling the room, Marion could tell it was far into midday. He had spent the night awake with a stunning elven beauty until nearly dawn. Beneath the thin...
In the darkness outside the castle, the night air shimmered. The small fey creature stood, watching the darkness for any sign of movement. She looked quite young, despite being free of her adolescence. Her face still betrayed the almost innocent looks of her youth. She sighed, turning towards the castle. Calling upon the chaos that was her very nature, she w...
I'm standing in the arrivals lobby of Dublin airport; waiting for a woman I haven't seen for 23 years. I have jelly legs and dizzy spells. I have flights of fancy and fugues. I don't know what I'm doing here. I don't know who called this meeting. I can't even remember what I'm doing in this country. I know she's coming. It would too late to walk away. I'm s...
Authors note: My wife and I will be putting more time into this story than we had been. I apologize for the long wait but we hope this has only made you want to read all the more! This is a basically a teaser for whats to come. We hope this can tide you, the reader, over until we roll out with a new chapter. Also, this story contains NO SEX. For those of...
Res Lycanthropi ("On the Matter of Weres") ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ This is background information for the 'Baxterverse,' the series of stories begun by lilgirlsix. She and I now write them together. Though I wrote this and am posting it under my own name, know that lilgirlsix has approved its content. (In our partnership, Weres fall under her jurisdiction. ^^) I...
Lauren was a stunning young woman. She turned heads all the time, attracting both male and female attention and often jealousy. This was due to several things. For one, she was beautiful. She had a stunning face with snow white skin, large doe eyes and a cute mouth with lush, pout lips. She kept her wavy brown hair long, which accented her almond shaped face...