For all intents and purposes within this story, my name is Arnold Pierrot. In the eyes of the world, I'm a six-foot-four, broad-shouldered and muscular Black man in his mid-twenties. I'm a Criminal Justice student at Howard University in Washington D.C. Just another guy at one of America's most prestigious institutions. And yet, I am much more than that. For...
Chapter 02: The Feast of Souls "Why pulls thou the rose?And why breaks thou the stem? Or why comes to CarterhaughWithoutten my command?" * * * The first thing that I noticed when I awoke was the noise. Voices of all kinds were raised around me, in conversation, conflict and song, some in English, some in what sounded like Spanish or French, most in a lang...
Hi everyone!! Welcome to chapter 16 of Pure Moonlight! It is my first submission for 2015. It has taken me a long time to polish this chapter, but I have been trying to get back into writing in amongst my many other commitments. A huge thank you to my readers who have been sending encouragement, thoughts and hopes for the series. You have kept me motivated...
Golden Arrows RedHairedandFriendly © Author's Note : This story is my 2012 submission for the Literotica Valentine Day Contest. Please read, vote, and comment – one vote per reader. Thanks so much for your time and I hope you enjoy this new version of the makings of the special holiday. ~ Red Violet eyes stared down at the altar that was once again bare....
The ancient Olympian gods have been reincarnated in the modern age as semi-mortal beings with human lifespans, but powers comparable to what they once held. Having taken human identities, the gods now live new lives in the mortal world, gravitating to occupations appealing to their ancient divine portfolios. For example, Zeus and Hera now have become the own...
She was found in the old temple. She had hidden behind the old altar in hopes of escaping. They backed her into a corner. She had found an old sword. It was heavy and awkward for her, but she was determined to keep them away or make them kill her. Death by the sword was preferable to being used until she died. She was exhausted, hurt, and weakening. A huge...
Greetings mortal! I have chosen you, to be my plaything. What does this mean for you? Well my dear little mortal, it means I’m going to pluck you out of your precious little life and drop you into a world of my choosing and watch your antics with greaaaaaat amusement. *feminine giggles* Now, what world should I unceramoniously dump you into I wonder? Hmmmm d...
The man looked around, so far they hadn't been spotted but he was afraid that was about to end. "I have a suggestion." The man said drawing the full attention of the hungry sex starved goddesses. "I think we should remove to my home, and then we can discuss this in privacy." Hathor smiled as did Maat, "a first to be sure dear sister," Maat said. "A mortal...
Rose de Saint Clair at the age of 24 had already learned a few valuable lessons most of us would never have the chance to learn. More importantly, she had learned how to survive in a world that was more dangerous than anyone could imagine, unless they decided to believe books and movies and be labeled lunatics by the rest of the mortals. Treachery was ever...
Demetrius struggled to keep up with the ship. He was but one man paddling while the Priestess's ship had a team of slaves chained to oars, and one of those new slaves was Angone. Demetrius did his best and kept his eyes peeled to the horizon where the Island of Aphrodite's temple finally came into view. Angone for his part was adjusting to his new life as a...