This is another voluminous tale. I hope you enjoy. If you prefer me to chop these up into smaller bits, please inform me. I am especially proud of this one. I have created my own pieces of mythology to the Star Wars universe. Please vote and comment so I know where I can improve my craft. Thank you for all of your kind words and encouragement. Stay safe and...
Chapter 14: Bittersweet Victory ***** From his spot in the open, gilded hallway of the Javan imperial palace, Admiral Percival Bancroft fumed silently. He didn't start his morning off this way, and he remembered walking with his cane to the palace in a mildly positive mood. It was just that spending enough time in the decadence of the palace always seemed...
Emilia burned for her husband to notice her again. It wasn't that they stopped having sex, but over a twenty-year marriage, Jim's insatiable need for her dwindled to perfunctory clockwork humps that usually ended with him using her vibrator on Emilia to come long after he did. And when they were done, he'd almost immediately launch into a talk about his day,...
Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells. Low tide: The period between the ebb tide and the succeeding rising tide. This tale is an espionage fantasy frequently under assault by reality. The 'hero' of this tale might be considered a Libertarian, though the label means nothing to him....
Nadia was the first in the Duchy of Morrovale. No other woman was issued a permit for hunting in the duchy. She had worked most of her life for this right and honor. As the sheriff presented her with her badge of station, she grinned like a fool, as did her only relative, her little brother, Rechan. She was now only twenty three and had carved her place amon...
John stood in the doorway and stared at the destruction Larn'kelnar had wrought. When the energy beam had cut the Invictus in half, it had scythed through the bedroom, melting the titanium superstructure with ease. Where John's massive bed had once rested against the wall, the room was now open to the elements, giving him a spectacular view of the Arcadian j...
Fair Warning: This story contains a mild non-consensual/reluctant passage. The vacation was going great and it was only half over! Paul was loving these days, this week of blissful serenity out in the remote woods of North Carolina. He was loving them more than he'd ever expected he would. Actually, he'd originally suspected that a week out in the boondock...
CHAPTER ONE - Note from Author: This is the entire book. Amber Fire It was cold. It was always cold in Russia. Working to keep my breathing easy after having starved my lungs by running I approached the back en-trance to the underworld brothel. It wasn't the average brothel that Russia was home to many of. No, this was the choice of high ranking offici...
Authors note: Before you begin I would like you to be aware of what it is you have found here. This story is long, and gains momentum at its own pace. It was written contiguously therefore each chapter should ideally be read in order to maintain continuity. They simply were not written to stand-alone. If you're seeking a fast-paced bawdy read, I'm afraid I'l...
CHAPTER ONE "It's a tradition," Esther reminded herself as she pulled the box from the top shelf. For twenty-five years, since her son Tommy was just two, she had decorated their house from top to bottom with ghosts, vampires and ghouls of all shapes and sizes. She, herself, would dress as a gypsy and read the cards for children of all ages in the neighborh...