In a non-canon alternate timeline from Monstrous Ranch, the gentle, supple holstaur Laca has taken her catgirl, hob and human boytoy to their new home to indulge for all eternity. But strange things lurk in the wilderness, and not all of them are living. And Laca's milk might not be as effective at breaking their wills as it was for Senya's, Valina's and Bob...
In recent years, the music industry had been changing quite dramatically. Many of the top recording artists had gone on to pursue other activities and passions, some had even semi-retired from music altogether. Cynthia Anderson's music career was still going strong but she had found getting involved with activism to be just as fulfilling. Her passion was ani...
The Rocky Mountains were beautiful, and on this clear, crisp June morning in 1943 Thomas Sullivan thought he might have already died and was in heaven. It was a place he thought a lot about lately and figured he might get to visit real soon. Hopefully. He also feared some of his more recent actions might warrant taking the elevator down. Tom was a 21 year ol...
by Sateema Lunasi (AKA Maralily, AKA, Lily St. Claire) * * * * * Drunk, mascara smearing a dark streak of 'Vampiress Black' down two puffy cheeks, jeans dirty from three days wear, barefoot, one purple bruised eye. I was 23. New York faded away. Joey had hit me for the last time. At least that is what I told myself. I might have gone back to him if he boug...
Pierre looked deeply into Claire's eyes. He could not believe how far he could see into her soul, how the depths swirled with love and passion for him. He blinked, looking away. He should not allow himself to feel this way. He was a married man…yet every fiber in his body, no, his soul, yearned for just one touch of her. One touch, that was all he needed. Su...
And the summer hiatus draws to a close! I missed all of you. We should be returning to our roughly five-chapters-a-month schedule as of now. :) What follows is a strictly non-canon alternate ending to the Monstrous Ranch, set directly before the Crows were supposed to arrive to interrupt Laca the holstaur's moment of triumph. Unless you want it to be canon,...
I remember when I first heard of the place, "Deb's Ranch." Images of a broken down ancient structure, on acres of land, filled my mind. The type you'd find in Montana, Wyoming or Texas wilds. Linda and Mark were, what I considered, my best friends. We shared weekends, holidays, heart to heart talks. Our successes, troubles and dreams were known to each oth...
Pierre gently laid her onto the bedroll, carefully tearing at her garments to find the wound. He removed her tattered dress, leaving only the petticoats. He chided himself for looking at her breasts. He was attending to her life, not sating his desire! He gently turned her on her side, looking at her lower back. The bullet had gone clean through, and he offe...
As they drove back across the causeway, he felt like he was home. It was great to get the fresh salty air back again after the heat of the ranch and enjoyable and intimidating as the other women had been- especially the formidable Carole- he still felt as though Dolores was his true mistress and owner. "I'm going to take you right back to my house, we are g...
What was I going to do with my life? That was the big question at nineteen. I would start college in the Fall, and I had no idea. My parents were in the midst of a nasty divorce, my sister had gotten married to a jack ass that treated her like a dog. My friends had gone off to college, or taken off to backpack around Europe. I wanted to be anywhere but where...