© 2008 by Thrillerauthor For those who came in late, Matt McCoy – now Madeline Moreau – is on the run for a crime he did not commit, and a murder which she did....after discovering a shocking secret about her past, Maddy spreads her wings, and more. The journey from St. Martin to Montreal, on a charter flight crammed with sunburned Canucks, was sheer pena...
Life has been interesting. Work and responsibilities have changed, which has cut back on my writing time. I promised a new chapter of Luc and Meg. It's full of Sneaky Bastard Bad Guys, albeit light on the sex. Hope you enjoy this story. Five years have passed... Luc's head snapped up from the computer he was connecting in the lab on the first floor. Look...
If this story pleases you, send me an encouraging email and I will continue the storyline. This is a work of original fiction. Do not copy it or use it without the express written permission of the author. Enjoy. – moreau * * * * * "Omigosh, we're gonna have sex talk? A sex talk!!" Desiree gripped the teddy bear tighter around its middle as she squealed ou...
*What are the fucking odds?* Imogen clomped down the hall in her Doc Marten knock-offs, sheaf of black hair in her eyes, humming something in a minor key. Outside she could hear the party still going strong -- endless talk and laughter over endless grinding dance music. *Halloween or not, I've got a midterm in six hours, and if I can't make some tea I'll...
Ava stomped her way through the sodden grass, wet from snow and ice. The clouds protected the countryside from the bright moon. Ava made her way to a towering oak tree, leaning up against the cold, damp bark. Unconsciously she began to shiver from the crisp air, still fuming. Why did she have to marry this man? Why did she have to marry full stop!? She was...
'We are outlaws in the eyes of America' says Flexi Girl, 'always different' I am Tonguesmith. Created for pleasure. My mother was a hippie, who dropped a lot of lysergic acid. And other strange narcotics with mystical properties. The psilocybin William S Burroughs grail-quested through Amazonia to find, but could never discover. My father was the electri...
6 Months later Ava steadied herself against the railing of the solid galleon. She was still adjusting to the motion on the seas. Having travelled on ships to the West Indies before, it was not entirely new to her, but this was an extraordinary voyage. It still didn't seem real either. She was out on a real ship, an adventure to new lands, but still confin...
The following contains themes of forced feminization, reluctance, non-consent, and other adult topics, so before we begin here are the usual disclaimers. This is porn, you must be over 18 to read this. If not, go away and come back when you are old enough. If you are old enough and this style of erotica isn't to your liking, then go find some erotica that is...
If this story pleases you, send me an encouraging email. This is a work of original fiction. Do not copy it or use it without the express written permission of the author. Enjoy. – moreau * * * * * The air in the dance club was intoxicated with the pulsing boom-boom of hip hop, spilled beer and cosmopolitan floor wash, and the musky mingling of smoke and s...
L'Affaire C. 12 Carly and Ally share the after effects of anal; Nicki shares sexual sparks with a rapist defender. *** "That is some rock," Carly grinned, smiling as Ally approached the waiting room. Carly noticed immediately that Ally's hair was down. For every other appointment Carly had had in the year she had been visiting the upscale salon, Ally wore...