"Huh!" Grim gasped awake, freezing cold and drenched in water. Felicia's voice oozing sugary sweetness. "Good morning, Grim." Rolling his head, Grim tried to figure out where he was. Metal chains clanked around his wrists and ankles, sharp stone stabbed into his back, and the smell of mold and dried blood infiltrated his nostrils. The sensations and sm...
Now that things with Patrick's family seemed to have calmed down with the rescue of Veronica and Kevyn and Patrick seemed to have resolved their issues, Louise had time to process everything starting with the death of her mother. Had she been remiss in her care as some of the others had implied? She didn't think so but maybe if she had quit her job and staye...
The spatters of black were barely distinguishable on the gloss of the floor. Devon snorted in self-disgust before his nose and eyes burned with tears. Cutting himself hadn't worked. He'd slit his throat, choked on his own blood for a few agonizing moments and then his body began to self-heal. Trying to summon his divine sword hadn't worked either. It resist...
The following story is a standalone short featuring the characters from the Leader of the Pack series. It is intended to be a snippet of an important event that occurred between the storyline in the first series and what will be the second. It is intended that each story be capable of being read without having read the rest of the series. But if you haven'...
In the first episode, there was a party of young friends at Kimmie's house. She asked her ex-boyfriend, a sports jock, to go upstairs and talk with her divorced mother, Ann about her possibly dating Matt's, divorced dad. Ann had taken a medical marijuana pill that made her horny and one thing led to another and Matt experienced great MILF sex and she, great...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is purely fiction, though the author would like for it to become a reality someday soon, except for losing my wife. And all the characters are over 18 years of age. * I met Steffan through a mutual friend, Victor. We all three work in the same factory, yet different departments. Vic and I hung out after work occasionally, and he h...
The sunrise's first golden rays fell across the castle's tallest spire like honey as the entire eastern horizon turned shades of palest cream and delicate yellow. Songbirds, those who had not yet gone south that autumn, danced through the lightening air. Xeralstalis perched on the spire and shaded her eyes against the light, her long, demonic tail swishing i...
As my wife opened my underwear drawer, I panicked. She was lost in talk about a bathroom remodeling and hadn't yet noticed women's panties right on top of my things. They were so blatantly not hers because it was a red thong and she never wore anything that exciting. She was looking at me but blindly reaching for them. In that moment I had to do something s...
I have been criticized for inventing evil female characters, then glossing over their pain when their antics are discovered. Below is my response. It is all pain. If that isn't your thing, feel free to hit the wee X in the top right hand corner. No pickaxe handles were damaged in the writing of this story. And on the seventh day, the lord invented Hickory....
Her dark eyes scan the room observing the people mingling, talking, drinking, flirting. The confident and the shy, the dominant and the submissive, the beautiful diversity of personalities and body types spreads like a sea of choices before her. She watches them, searching for what she desires. For tonight, she is looking for someone very specific. She has c...