10. The Raid Sati sent us downhill, closer to the compound. Her timing was preternaturally exact because from the trail we walked, on its closest approach to the compound, Stu watching through the drone's camera via his smartphone said "Front door's open." The man who purchased Taylor from Sati two days ago had fallen unconscious in that doorway, blocking...
I began my secret life: for a few hours a week I was Michelle, just relaxing in a dress with my friends Kathy and Yvette, who kept my female clothes at their home. It was nice to look at and talk about pretty clothes, and even to try on some which they had. They also taught me to put on makeup and loaned me a wig, but it was mainly about enjoying the time I...
Ren took a couple of deep breaths as he tried to regain his composure, "What the fuck was that I just saw?" "Jones is a werewolf," she replied. Ren guessed that the British accent must be her natural way of speaking. "I made it quite plain that I dress this way because I'm a witch, an eromancer to be precise, and showed you some of my magic. I'm not underst...
1. All characters are 18+ 2. No characters represent real people 3. Enjoy the fiction ---- CHAPTER 1 ---- I almost didn't see the flower shop. It was tucked into the wall a bit, and the signage wasn't very good. You'd only see it if you were actively looking for it, which I was. When I walked in, I saw flowers that I'd seen in other places. But I wasn...
In a green-tinted, black orb were reflected the streets of Silvermoon. A scrying spell, meant to show her the validity of that absurd declaration she had just received. In those crimson rimmed streets of marble and magic that she had once died for, the people she once called her own were now engaged in endless acts of debauchery. Proud blood elves crawled on...
The bounty posting directed us to a small shop near the northern gate. A Mage's Guild symbol was emblazoned on a wooden placard outside, and the long-bearded, unkempt-robe-wearing owner fit the stereotype of the doddering old wizard so perfectly it almost made me suspicious. I was concerned he would pepper us with questions before giving us the details of th...
Yvain Wair had not set out in life to be a Guard. He'd come to it by happenstance. He'd lost his job as an apprentice to a money lender—mostly due to his sincere lack of any ability with sums—and discovered that on the very day, the then new-Exarch, Lord Ked vai Ullan, had begun a recruitment drive. The Guard wasn't known for being an organization of much va...
"Those bushes are looking better and better," Roger replied as their eyes locked. "Though I don't think they'd hide us very well the way we are, or what will probably happen once we really get going." They were in a shadow cast by a large tree from the lights from the stage and out of the pools of silver light from the tasteful lamps that lined the walkways...
A special thanks to JonB1969 for his editing. Hope you all enjoy my story and remember to vote and comment, it's what encourages me to keep writing. This Story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living...
How do you seduce a whore? This story suggests a spectacular date fucking her body, heart, mind and soul. "Not Quite A White Knight" is a long story with sex and violence. However, as a writing experiment, I wrote one part (part 4 of book 2, which is chapters 16 through 18), with an eye towards a standalone sex story with a small introduction and a modifica...