***AUTHOR NOTE - If anyone's still following these, sorry for the delay. Real life has made it difficult to find time to just sit down and get these together. Some of the more puzzling aspects of the Garden will be answered in the next chapter or two after this(which will be the last yay!)and Sinspawn Ch. 03 should be coming soon. Also, manyeyedhydra fans...
Every town needs a super-hero. Unfortunately the town of Sticksville had to make do with Alan Miller, a.k.a. Christian Crusader. It wasn't that Christian Crusader was a bad super-hero. He had all the requisite hero traits. He was strong; he was brave; he was athletic; he could fly. He was also blessed with the kind of fantastic good looks that made all the l...
"So... why Ms CreamyTits?" Parker Matland-Forbes asked. It was the name on her adultwerk profile. All of her profile pics had also been focused on her chest and cleavage. Which, to be fair, was a damn good selling point. It was the reason Parker had decided to book her after all. And the reason she was here now, in his bedroom. He was surprised she hadn't...
JT Suggs left the note on the counter and walked out of the house. He walked past nice but bland suburban houses as he left his quiet cul-de-sac and turned down the road that led into the centre of town. He walked down leafy lanes alongside a seldom-used railway line. In the centre, opposite the shining glass edifice of the local Tesco supermarket, he hopped...
Mike Stone stared out of the office window and onto the bright lights of the city down below. Behind him the party was in full flow. Demi was drunk and dancing on a table. She was dressed in a sexy black leather catwoman costume. The other traders, mainly balding middle-aged men, ogled her appreciatively. Mike watched their reflections in the glass. He shou...
"All I'm saying is that just because we're soldiers and have guns, it doesn't give us the right to automatically blow the shit out of everything we see," PFC Reed Donaldson said. "We're soldiers. Blowing shit up is in the job description," PFC Stephens replied. They were walking down a plain grey corridor, a squad of ten men mostly fresh out of training....
"What the fuck happened here?" Mike Thompson asked. They looked at the naked body of Karl Steer. They'd found him in the middle of the cavern, illuminated by one of the shafts of blue light shining down from the strange crystal formations in the ceiling. He was on his knees and staring up at the lights with an expression of rapture. He was quite dead. Tho...
"So which Bond girl would you most like to fuck?" Aaron Dwyer asked. "Now that, my friend, is one of the great imponderables," Brian Wolfe replied. Dwyer was the taller of the two men, but he still possessed some of the puppy fat of youth. In contrast Wolfe looked like he had been hewn from teak and draped in toughened leather. "I can't really say that I'...
Last night Ken Shigenori had gone to bed secure with his lot in the world. He'd gone to the right school, worked hard, been admitted to the right university, worked hard, took a job at the right city firm, worked hard, and while he wasn't one of those 'Masters of the Universe' the papers liked to bang on about, after successfully closing out the DiMaggio dea...
"How about here?" Simon Laws looked at the building his friend, Stephen Clark, was pointing at. Lurid red and blue neon tubes ran along the fascia of an otherwise innocuous old warehouse building. The same tubes twisted into the shape of a heavy breasted girl twirling around a pole. The name, "SATAN'S HOLE", was emblazoned above a narrow doorway. Subtle, i...