She stirs. The covers rise as her chest heaves. She turns in her sleep, and I sit there. I watch her from several feet away, as instructed. As I had almost every day since I came here. She'd be so disappointed were I not ready the moment she woke. But it's a false alarm. Her nose twitched, and she was still again. The only sound within the room was the sof...
Poseidon and Athena. CHAPTER 1. Cry of the Gorgon The night sky of Athens had never seen a brighter light. The Full moon shone like the watchful face of Athena over her devoted city. It was her feast. The scent of Incense flooded around the Temple dedicated to the giver of Wisdom. The Parthenon, which means "The Temple of the Virgin Goddess", was built i...
Chapter 1 A red drop fell into the water. The deep plop sound echoed from the narrow ceramic tile wall. The red core sank into the clear white water. Fingers of red strings meandered out from the core. At first, they looked like the mane of a mare. Then, the twines of read got so twisted and discombobulated that an entire unicorn was visible expanding liqui...
Beginning In a land created by nature and forged by man, a terrible darkness was spreading across it. This darkness was destroying the creations of nature and forgery done by the people, it was obliterating the terrain. There is one town it hadn't gotten to yet, for that town was too close to the source, Prime Village. There lives a young man, and destiny w...
Tara ached all over. Her head throbbed so badly that she could not force her eyes open even though she had been awake for some time. She was cold, icy cold but she did not have the energy to pull the duvet higher. She was drained. It had been getting worse lately. The price she paid for using her gifts. For healing others. What had she been thinking yest...
In his capacity as Master of Assassins, Lord Downy was accustomed to receiving mail on the very finest of paper emblazoned with ancient sigil rings. He treated them with respect but never felt any exceptional need to treat them with expediency. However, in today's post came a letter emblazoned with a simple 'V' on black wax and that he opened at once. Though...
The Art Project in Victorian Era Her curves were gleaming and sparkling against the rays of the sun that penetrated through the window pane. She lay there, motionless and empty of cares. As for I, from behind my art stand, I sat there, erect on my stool, shyly glancing ever so often from behind the wooden stand. "Well, Mr. Parish, are you blushing?" She t...
Maybe it is a hold over from ten thousand years ago when animals gathered together as fall turned into winter. For what ever reason it has held that the fall is the start of the social season for the human species as well. It was a ritual for me to step out of the shower with only a towel wrapped around my head. Kenny would be there naked on the bed with h...
Chapter One Hundred Forty-One: InJustice Vander's story turned out to be far more involved -- and yet, not at all more surprising -- than I expected. "What would you like to know?" Justice asked, unearthly voice booming. Aedan looked to me and Alistair, clearly hoping someone else would take over the line of questioning. I sighed. "Let's start at the...
The Chateau de Charenton was a place unlike any Dorée had ever known. It was not simply the luxury of the setting nor the licentiousness of the inhabitants. It was not even the power she saw displayed on a daily basis by the Duc and his guests. It was the way in which everyone, even the servants, played shifting roles in an immense and complex game of erotic...