Cass jumped into action, throwing on a pair of sweatpants and a mix matched sweatshirt. She threw her hair into a ponytail and grabbed her keys. Randon was already waiting at the door fully dressed and ready to leave. "Do you want me to come with you?" "I don't know if that's a good idea. Anna probably won't want any men around. I'll call you tomorrow." Ca...
Copyright© 2009 by Denham Forrest, The Wanderer My thanks go to my proofreaders LadyCibelle, and my friend SH, for attempting to sort out all of my co ... foul-ups! But I must remind the reader that I still retain my annoying habit (Well I would be surprised if I doesn't get right up their noses, after all the effort they put in on my behalf!) of fiddling w...
There is no sex in this story. For all you RAAC and BTB lovers you will be disappointed. Please go read another story if that is your expectations from this story. * I was trying to wake up but I was struggling. There were strange noises assaulting my ears as I tried to open my eyes and see what was happening to me. There were also strange odors present. I...
Author's Note: This is the story of the lovely relationship between Nikita and Roger (names changed). They came into each other's life some six years back, while working as part of a team with a most challenging assignment in their profession. Their bonding acquired strength first at professional level, after which, without even their realizing it, they beca...
TRIGGER WARNING: This story deals with a serious and sympathetic portrayal of severe schizophrenia. This story will attempt to handle the subject as delicately as possible, but if you have personal trauma or sensitivity towards this, you may find this story distressing due to the frank discussion of it! This story is not looking to demonize psychosis! It int...
To all, Due to the interest in Parts 1, 2 and 3, I have continued this series. This chapter delves into 'filling in "on certain subjects glossed over in previous chapters (see I do read the comments). This leads to the potential of data dump. I will endeavor to not be a dick and just dump. I am learning, from the helpful comments given by you the readers....
This story follows the short descriptive tales of the Blob, a fictional alien character, based in a post war-time, 1960's-esque civilisation. Miranda, big-chested and beautiful, has given birth to a litter of the first part-human, part alien creatures capable of getting inside others and subduing them, and while Jane devotedly follows the orders of her Maste...
Disclaimer: This is part of a larger adventure story. If you reached this page as part of a reader's choice from a previous page, continue below. If not, CLICK HERE to start at the beginning of the SexVenture. = = = = = Page 17 = = = = = "Uh lady, can't you see I'm busy here? You can go to the bathroom later. Just hold it," you rudely demand. "No, oh g...
Copywrite©2010 Mendon Fishers I was suddenly awake, and covered in a cold sweat. I guess I had "The Nightmare" again but couldn't remember it. I guess talking to the "doc" had helped. I knew I couldn't go back to sleep yet. The nightmare would only return. I looked over at the alarm clock. It was 4:30 am. Almost time to get up anyway, so I might as well g...
Chapter 2 Meeting a Hero This story is a work of fiction only. Any chance resemblance to actual people or events is purely accidental. After about a month in the Hospital, I was cycled back to the U.S. for rehab therapy and medically retired from the Marines. Flying home again for the first time since my reserve unit was activated, I was glad to exc...