MONGREL: The notion 'Get some mongrel in you' means adding something to your persona to provide a harder edge. This supposes a touch of defiance or rebelliousness will make a difference; a significant difference especially to the downtrodden. In this instance the advice to 'get some mongrel' was given to a character who's perceived as being excessively too n...
Author's Note: The sex in this story involves older people or an older woman with a younger man, but I think it's best in science-fiction/fantasy based on the fantasy setting and theme. * * * * * * * * * "Nothing. After months of promises." "It's just the bequest letter that was revoked—the house and the stipend attached to it. You may keep any other gif...
Note: This series is my tribute and homage to all the movies that inspired me as a kid and which I love to this day. Films like Sam Raimi's The Evil Dead, Carpenter's classic chillers Halloween, The Fog and The Thing, Romero's Dead trilogy, Dario Argento's brace of Italian giallo masterpieces Suspiria and Inferno, Hammer films, The Twilight Zone and many mor...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Chapter One: The Meeting Moscow, Russia "Formally...regret ... sincerely," he thought to himself as he attempted to organize his thoughts for a letter that he planned to finish composing after he returned home from this trip. His immediate circumstances didn't accommoda...
Ben Kidder's wake up on Thursday morning was an unprecedented event for him. He was in his own bed, but he was sandwiched between two gorgeous girls and all of them were wearing just their underwear, allowing for a lot of skin to skin contact. Krista was in his arms, facing him, and Raven was sleeping with her back to his. There was barely enough room in his...
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I had worked for Mr. Maxwell since leaving school, and though it mightn’t suit everyone, I’d enjoyed the last twenty years. I like living where I was born, and small-town Scotland still places commerce a rung above the more recently-invented professions. I was already as good as manager of Mr. Maxwell’s shop, with a smooth path to succeeding him on his retir...
Ch. 6: Reunited The three bandits ran as fast as they could, holding the sacks of gold behind their backs. The darkness of the night helped to conceal their retreat. The surroundings were dark; the cloudy sky hid the otherwise-full moon. Their plan was perfect. Their timing was perfect. The village of Lindenwood hadn't expected their coming. At last they...
It was a wintry Wednesday evening in New York, and I was in a hotel room winding down from another day of work. Jeremy, one of the other product managers, had summoned us here to do an impromptu sketch of next year's feature roadmap. Normally we all work from wherever. We were one of those companies where everybody was remote, and our headquarters was not in...
CHAPTER 1 Close-cropped blond Gene Gunter rode on a bus into the city, travel-weary and half-amused that despite decades of big funded campaigns to get the city renamed more conservatively they continued to fail because some citizens, possibly a very large number, were rather pleased to be living in the oddest-named city in the county... Rangoon Falls. He...