Authors note: For once, I'm doing quite a build up for my first series. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. The BDSM and all the rest will come as the story unfolds. ***** He opens the door. The heat beat down upon our hero like nothing he ever felt before. It coaxed sweat to the surface of his skin where it could nearly turn it into...
One of the unique things about the manor was that none of the rooms had doors. So anyone could see anything, at any given moment. This was never something Samira had ever envisioned being a part of. She was a good Muslim woman. She was only here because many years ago, she had inherited her father's Moroccan shipping company, and through smart and savvy bus...
This is kind of a strange story, but I put it in Loving Wives because that's where the prequel is. Just a couple of brief, very brief, sex parts, mostly humor, and I tried to offend just about everyone with this. Don't take it seriously. ***** "Oh, my fucking head!" I groaned, audibly, but everything seemed really strange, my memory kind of weird. I don't...
The world changes but man himself doesn't change, believe me on that one. No matter how much time passes, or how many awesome technologies are discovered, lost and rediscovered, humanity shall never change. And neither shall I. My name is Abimilki Maharbal, although I go by Abe these days. A lot of people I meet nowadays think it's short for Abraham, and aft...
"Jamal, have you noticed that they never make any movies about Vampires in space? Our kind don't belong up there, bro, we belong on earth," says my friend, occasional lover and fellow stowaway Quinn Connelly, and I sighed, then flashed him the middle finger. The five-foot-eight, stocky, heavily tattooed and red-haired Irishman has pluck, I'll grant him that,...
The hidden truths about the ones we love is not something that any human being should ever casually seek out, ladies and gentlemen. I ought to know, because someone close to me did that, and it changed my life. Changed all of our lives actually. The name is Alexandra Devonshire, and I'm a young woman living in Bristol City, in beautiful southwest England. A...
The city of Acre, July 12th, 1191 "Did you hear that William? The herald is screaming the glorious news all over the camp." "What is it? Has the siege ended?" "Yes, William. The mighty city of Acre has fallen to our blades. The Holy Land is within sight." I just smiled at Conrad. He had worked very hard for this moment. Being the main siege engineer for...
Jason looked once again at the girl's naked body, barely visible in the twilight. She was staked to the ground in an "X" position, her arms and legs outstretched and splayed. They said her name was Xiana, and that she claimed to have walked down from Manitoba and to be free of the virus. But they did not believe her and had tortured and raped her. Jason loo...
No connection to any persons or companies by the same, or similar, names is intended. This is totally a work of fiction. Note: The idea for the invisible man was "borrowed" from Frederick Forsyth's book, "The Day of the Jackal". Only the concept has been borrowed, no direct quotation has been used. * The office was quiet. George liked it that way. George...
Having lost both my parents shortly before finishing university and having no other family to speak of I decided to take a year off before starting work. I decided I would use this time to sort out their affairs, sell the house they owned and move to the city. I would get a place of my own while I looked for some casual work to keep me going for the year. T...