Notre Dame Cathedral中文 Stories

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The Death of Paris

by fiorebrilliante on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

A cold, grey milieu hung over the Parisian nightmare. From the tower of the cathedral of Notre Dame, an old phantom in a young body breathed murder. For ten years he had plotted his revenge on the city that had wronged him so maliciously. A single tear caressed his cheek as Dormier poured his poison into the Seine. ******* "Bonjour, Viscomte Dormier!" The...

The Fire Which Burn a Marriage

by Tiberius_Daniel on Jul 16, 2019
Loving Wives

A very effective and original BTB. The fire was real, but anything else it's a fiction; any concordance with reality is only accidental. First Chapter It was 15 April 2019, a fateful day that I couldn't forget. I was heading for 'L' Île de la Cité" when I caught her french kissing a guy in one of the many cafes that make Paris famous. I stormed in, only...

The Outsider Ch. 02

by Troughton1963 on Mar 18, 2020
Erotic Couplings

Author's Note: this is a strange continuation of a series, as Miss Kathy and B, do not appear in it, Tommy only briefly. Please bear with me; they will be coming back soon. *** "MOLLY!" Daisy suddenly woke up from a sound sleep; she was dripping with sweat and breathlessness for breath. Miss Daisy rooted through her closet and found Angel and her prayer c...

Challenge 3: City of Love

by NookieNotes on Sep 2, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Groaning, I look at the clock... 6am. I reach over to shut off the alarm and nudge you. All I get is an incoherent grunt. Shaking my head, I sit up and swing my legs off the edge of the bed. At least I didn't have anything to drink. Looking fondly back at you, I figure I'll let you sleep as I shower. Smiling, I think back to yesterday when you had the idea...

First, the Eiffel Tower

by ErosOJoy on Jul 6, 2020
Romance

The Eiffel Tower tonight glowed with the same reverence as the angled streams of morning light had done. The sunlight, with its motes drifting, fell onto the ancient stone floors of the Notre Dame Cathedral. There in that light, Leona heard the echoes of history's steps, she'd felt the love and tears of weddings and funerals and the heavyweight of two corona...

Tales of the Haitian Diaspora

by Samuelx on Feb 20, 2018
Erotic Couplings

The sun rose over the City of Cap-Haitien, located on the northern coast of Haiti, and found Alain Edmond already awake. Standing on top of the villa which had been in his family for generations, the young man looked at the metropolis sprawling from the hilltop neighborhood of Bel-Air. This was where he grew up, and he hadn't seen his home in almost two deca...

Deployed, Tattooed, Transformed Ch. 03

by sophist801 on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

Jane and I did not speak much the next couple of days while we waited for Janice to arrive in (nor were there any more middle-of-the night in-the-dark surprises). I continued to report daily to my paper-pushing assignment on Base and was home in the evening. Jane and I went out in the evening to eat, mainly for the sustenance for our corporeal bodies, and we...

Monster's Mate Ch. 03

by LadyDiMera on Sep 13, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Ch. 3 – The Hunchback "While we are still here in Paris, we have one more client to visit," the Mad Scientist announced. "I don't care to have to travel here every other week. Best to keep all of our appointments as organized and efficient as possible." Lucinda rode with her Master in a carriage to the Notre Dame Cathedral where there was a famous ugly Hun...

Back from the Wake

by LightningSeed on Apr 23, 2019
Loving Wives

Me: Driving still? Her: Still awhile to go. Me: So your kid had to miss school today. Her: Yeah, all the events were yesterday. And it's too long a drive to make. So it's Monday on the interstate. Me: I'm sorry. Her: Thanks. Me: Send me a pic of a body part. Anything. A knee. Just put me there. Her: Still driving Me: You are driving? Or X? Her:...

Quebec Women Are So Hot!

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Man, I finally admit it to myself. I like Quebec women. They're arrogant, they're vain and wicked. Yet they're also unbelievably hot. My name is Samuel Marc Antoine. A big and tall Black man of Haitian descent who recently moved to the City of Montreal in the Province of Quebec from the City of Boston, Massachusetts. I'm a United States Citizen but I speak s...