"Fuck!" John snarled, incensed that the Brimorians were causing him even more problems. *Let me get this straight... the Maliri fleets won't make it in time, so now we're rushing to save the Kintark from an Enclave invasion?!* *That's correct,* Edraele replied mournfully. *Except we won't make it in time either,* Alyssa added, sounding heavily distracted....
This is a work of fiction. No real person is in this story. The inspiration for this story came from a trip I made to Scotland this year to visit that beautiful country and research some of my family background. My own forefathers fought at the Battle of Culloden, sadly, on the losing side. Notwithstanding that initial defeat, the warrior tradition runs deep...
Copyright Issues: Nonprofit fiction. Bard's Song around the end is based off Bertold Brecht's poem "To our Posterity." Intro: The world of Dunia is similar to ours, where men and monsters evolved in similar forms, and lived side-by side with many continents and countries. The Continent of Ermor has two empires locked in a war for supremacy: Human Holy-Les...
Copyright PennameWombat May 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual e...
Our Good Neighbor Policy 1 It was a strange series of events that led to their close friendship with Ted and Emily. Event One was when Barb invited one of the neighbors over for drinks on a Tuesday late afternoon. When the doorbell rang, Barb answered it and led Emily out to the pool deck. Ken acted as bartender and got the three of them drinks. Emily's h...
This is Part Four of a four-part story. She had less experience than he'd hoped – actually, no experience at all with this particular type of case. On the other hand, when Charley recommended her, he hadn't mentioned her best qualifications, so he was unprepared to have met such a pretty lawyer. His brain told him to ignore that. Beauty, he'd come to bel...
Author's Note: Following on from the first Glencross Manor story, we turn our attention to Ruth's donor, Richard, and how he came to be a donor at the formidable yet mild-mannered Mrs. Elspeth McEill's rather unusual human reproduction and embryology institution, and his encounter with his first ever client. As always, all characters are over 18 and any simi...
Chapter 1 She made a small audible moan, arched her back and put her right hand onto his chest and mouthed the word please. He looked down at her smiled and withdrew himself so she could roll onto her stomach and when she was ready he re-entered her. She moaned and moved her hand towards her clitoris and began to stroke it with her fingers. He felt the wall...
Chapter 1 Alex laid in bed his left arm resting across his chest his index finger tracing the shape of the chain link brand on his right side something he only did when he was tense. As he did he kept flashing back to the moment it was put there. The branding iron covered in molten rose gold and the faces of Janus and Klaus as they used it on his skin. He s...
My name is Francesca Karin Aadland Romanetti and I am the leader of the people of the "Good Kingdom," the mountain valley paradise that is known to the native Tibetans as Swarga Loka, which is its Sanskrit name. My family of sisters and I live on the highest mountain in Tibet, called the Shishma Pangma, where the colossal Himalayan Mountains form a border be...