**** Author's Note: This story is, obviously, fictional. Despite this, I've gone to great lengths to believably portray the subject matter and, in particular, Amy Lee. People who are as big a fan of Amy Lee as I am will no doubt recognize tons of inside jokes, quotes, and info from here. There are also some lyrics that, of course, I don't own. They are the p...
Never let anyone misinform you that 'violence never solves anything!' Violence solves a great many problems, especially when there are hundreds of people in your way all armed to the teeth with firearms and the willingness to use them upon you. Gleefully, and with all of the ammunition they can carry! I had to admit that the road block in front of us at Elk...
Chapter 1 The battered white and dirty Mercedes coupe that would have prompted cardiac arrests if parked in the foyer of the car's-maker's Stuttgart HQ, entered the palm-lined entrance and through exotic gardens surrounding three sides of the international factory and administrative center of Chic Swimwear Inc. of California. Chic Madison grinned, thinking...
Honey, Can We Talk? Four scary words. She had good reason to be afraid, but love as always conquers all. Shout out to my editor who is the best, the absolute best. His efforts make my swill somewhat legible. And thank you all for the kind comments and generous response to my efforts. --,--'---{{@ I was feeling pretty good about my life before the whole th...
Celebs: Keri Russell, Alicia Witt, Evan Rachel Wood, Erika Christensen. Codes: FF, FFF, F+, cons, reluc, oral, fist, mast, exh, voy, viol. Disclaimer: This story contains graphic sexual situations and adult themes and is therefore not suitable for those under age 18 or the close-minded. It may be illegal in some areas too. :( Please also note that it is not...
All characters in this story are fictitious and entirely the work of the author's imagination. All characters are aged 18 or over. This story contains explicit sexual content in the areas of domination/submission, gay male and reluctance. If any of this is likely to offend you, please read no further. I would like to thank my editor, Hatsuda, for his great...
There is virtually no sex in this story. Your comments, good or bad, are always welcome. Chapter 1: My Babe in the Woods It took perhaps a dozen rings for the noise to register. At that point, fingernails across a blackboard would have been more welcome. Moving towards the direction of the sound, my hand felt its way across the nightstand. Consciousness...
Here I was living another new life. I was up in the hills overlooking a beautiful snow filled valley far from any touch of civilization. This was my third winter since I disappeared. I'd better explain a bit. My name is John Martin (this time). My name has changed so many times that I almost forgot what my mother named me when I was born. I was the usual...
Writers block is a total bastard for any author. You start with a brilliant idea for a story and somewhere along the line it no longer seems brilliant. The flow stops, the ideas dry up, and all that you are left with are scattered stagnant pools of words. I guess my biggest problem is that I try to come up with different scenarios for each of my stories. F...
January 27th, 1885 Tarant, United Kingdom Our little weather beaten, disheveled trio had set a good, steady pace through the vastness of wilderness between the town of Shrouded Hills and the city of Tarant, which sat astride the Hadrian River like some ungainly colossus. While those weeks had been rife with ambushes by small raiding parties of kites, the...