Hello everyone, I hope y'all are fine and breathing. After a long break due to corona and training, I found the password of this thing. I'm taking a short break from dickgirls and decided to go full nuts with this one. Do you remember that old movie, the one with the burnt dude and his knives? And his insane seek of revenge? Of course, that won't happen here...
Note: This is a work of FICTION! Although the areas this story takes place in are real; all of the landscapes depicted, the people described, and everything else this story uses to make it enjoyable reading for you are NOT REAL. As you read this story, try to remember, this is a NOVEL! * 18. Winners and Losers and Winners "He is losing too much blood; we...
Disclaimer: This chapter is a little risque because of the beginning but please know that all of it isn't like this. I needed to do a background chapter before I got into the actual story. Forgive me for any errors, I currently do not have a editor. If you would like to be my editor use the contact tab. Enjoy! E.B * "What is this?" I turned around and s...
Edited by luvtaread * Lloyd awoke in a bed not sure whether he was alive or dead. Many thoughts had run through his head since he dove out that window. The most prominent of which had been of Jill. As he thought of her and remembered that night together, something strange had happened, he could swear that some of his wounds healed as he fell. Of course rea...
Hi. I'm a tour guide. No... Well, that's my part-time job. My main job involves taking well-dressed stiffs on their last ride before they end up 6 under. It's like taxi driving; only difference is the customer doesn't complain about your driving. Too bad they don't tip though. You see, thanks to my job I get to see cemeteries a lot. So, to make a buck when t...
Hey Everyone, So this is the completely edited version of So, I'm Not a Vampire? I decided to post it on lit because I realized not posting my stories really solves nothing. Having them remove one of my stories was the first and only bad thing that's happened to me on lit. Am I angry? Yeah, but life goes on. And plus lit fans are way too awesome to leave....
Chapter VII: The Princess Escapes Horror clamped around Lisa like a vice. It took every iota of her strength to keep quiet, not to show any reaction to the news. She hadn't even known his real name. Paul Twilley. She'd only called him fag, wimp, Lisa. He was dead, split from his mutilated cock to his false tits. There were pictures. Her horror had two par...
June 10 11:20 p.m. Detective Robert Pearson looked away from the two-way mirror and glanced at his partner. "So, what do ya' think?" Detective Jeremy Alveraz shook his head slowly as he gazed through the mirror. "She's hard to read. She's very calm, I'll give her that." He paused and squinted as he leaned toward the glass. "Does it look like she's smirking...
He felt his cock start to stiffen as she danced for him, not the harsh, rapid bump and grind that was the usual forte of the girls in these types of places, but slow, undulating, almost hypnotic movements that captivated him, and were easily the most erotic thing that he had ever seen. Her hands caressed the soft curves of her body, sliding upward over her b...
It'd been three weeks now. Mark Oberlin's wolf was beginning to grow restless. He scanned the square again as his phone began to vibrate in his pocket. "Hello?" he murmured, careful not to draw attention to himself. "Hey Mark, it's me, Alex. Are you still chasing that random chick?" Mark took the phone away from his face and rolled his eyes at it. Stupid A...