The address was a little way out of the town centre. Ken Stoker stood outside a plain wooden door set in the back of a nondescript building. Tattered scraps of faded material hung down between the metal framework of an old awning above the door. Behind him was a builder's yard. On either side of him the road ran past old industrial plots, their red brick bui...
Scarlett pursed his full lips as he leaned over to the low desk beside his bed, taking the quill that waited there, dipping it in black ink and tapping away the excess before making a note on the paper that waited beside him, speaking the words aloud in a soft voice as he did. "The Orcess, while dominant in her nature, I have found, can be subdued with the...
A small band of orcs were marching on a course set for Forth Felicia, there were foot soldiers, eight mounted on wolves, four in front and four in the and a carriage pull by three horned beasts which made a total of thirty orcs. The sun was shining brightly that day with no sign of rain, perfect for traveling. The orcs had started early that morning and in...
What a dump, Abraham Russell thought as he glanced around the reception area. It was how he'd expected it, to be honest—naff in a cheap kind of way. They'd made an attempt to make it look sensual and erotic, but overall the effect was more Blackpool than burlesque. Stylish photos of scantily-clad models from the sixties and seventies were placed on the walls...
Mud and Magic IX Adrift Author's Notes: A heartfelt "thank you" goes out to the people who helped in refining and improving this chapter. My lady love for her undying support and the harshest critique one can hope for, my editor bikoukumori for his unending patience and a host of volunteers who suffered through the early drafts of this tale. In no partic...
It all began when you found that strange book. You were walking home from work when you decided to take a shortcut you had never thought to take before. The shortcut took you through a grassy field that you often passed by but never thought anything of. As you walked through something caught your eye lying in the grass. It was a book, or perhaps “tome” would...
This story was inspired by my good friend Naga di Kandang and his wife/Mistress Jalan. ***** Nia guides her horse around a twisted track in the mountains. Each step takes her farther from familiar territory and deeper into the lands of the dragons. It is a dangerous journey, but necessary. Coming around another turn, a valley suddenly opens up before her....
*Author's note: These are a series of stories which I am basing on one of my all time favorite fantasy works, the Xanth Novels. The actual books contain mild erotica and were a great influence on me during my earlier years. They speak of sex between numerous fantasy creatures including centaurs, elves, nymphs, harpies, mermaids, fauns, fairies, humans, drago...
(Thanks to those who commented and gave that last chapter some love, I was having a bad morning and that was nice to see. You now get to meet the main female antagonist as well as learn a bit more about Zeos. Sorry no real adult content this is a fluffy, fun type chapter.) ... He led me to his bathroom, his tub was very large like the size of an average...
It was an early morning on the Irrawaddy, and the sun had not yet crossed the eastern horizon. U Tha slowly paddled his old aluminum canoe down the river. It was difficult work to make a living as a fishermen on the Irrawaddy these days, or anywhere else in Burma for that matter, but somehow U Tha managed, just as his father before him had. The trick, he al...