The castle was quiet, the servants focussed and busy preparing for the evening's festivities. It was the last feast before the games commenced the following day and promised to be the biggest event for years. Marquees were being installed in the grounds to accommodate all the local villagers that had been invited and the air was full of the noise of hammers...
I met her at a bar. I know it sounds typical, hell if my friends' description of me as a womanizer was anything to go by, you'd probably be able to predict how this story goes before finishing this sentence. Tall, dark and handsome man meets sexy woman at a bar, opens confidently with his simple tried-and-tested pick up line -- "Hey, I'll buy you a drink if...
Signe sat atop her throne exhausted from the day's trails. A wave of satisfaction washed over her as she considered the dividends her hard work had accomplished. At only 23 years old she dominated as Queen of Signerheim (named after herself). Her face, peppered with freckles, was admired by nearly all of her citizens. It was standard for anyone who made eye-...
Betty rushed into the office and closed the door behind her. Dr. Neville looked up from her desk and wasn't too surprised to see her. "We do not have an appointment, Betty. Boundaries are essential." "I don't have time to wait for an open hour. There's no one here, let's just talk." "This is my lunch break." "It's fucking stressful out there. I'm so scar...
The Superman had fought to the last of his strength, to the limit of his powers, but it was not enough. He fought until his red and blue uniform was torn from his body and his invulnerable skin was laced with a hundred cuts. Eventually, the weight of their numbers bore him down. It was as if he had drowned in their scaly, alien bodies. His last memory was of...
It was the thing she had for swoopy haired boys, Gwen decided, that made it so difficult for her to dislike Julian Swanson. And she really wanted to dislike him. Why? The reasons were many. His laziness, his money and the spoiled churlish attitude he wore with pride—fostered by his fawning mother— were at the top of the list. However if she were truly h...
Lunch at the apartment was delivered by a boy on a motorbike, after a quick phone call. Dee and Andy ate sitting together on the sofa, with a low table in front of them, and dressed only in their underwear. Andy passed plates and food and glasses of white wine to her because she was unable to bend sufficiently in her corsetry; although it was not hard-laced...
Es geht um den 27. Geburtstag von Thomas. Thomas war bereits voller Vorfreude, gleichzeitig zog es ihn aber auch etwas herunter, dass er schon wieder ein Jahr älter geworden war. Club 27! Am Donnerstag stand sein Wiegenfest an, da sollte es aber nur einen gemütlichen Restaurantbesuch mit seinen Eltern geben. Die richtige Party sollte am folgenden Samstag ste...
Authors Note: This is another FICTIONAL story. All characters in the story are FICTIONAL with the exception of my wife and I. All of the actions and conversations in this story are FICTIONAL. ***** I was busy making dinner for my husband when I heard the doorbell. He figured that he would be home around eight o'clock and I wanted dinner on the table when h...
NOTE: All the characters in this story are above 18 years old. I burst into our apartment, my hands shaking. I headed straight towards Ben's room. He screamed when I barged through his door, going for his baseball bat. "BEN! It's me, your brother, don't hit me!" "What are you doing?!" "Hard to explain...but uh...mom is...our neighbor...Lisa is a fucking...