A story I wrote way back in 2005 for another site. I improved it a bit and thought I'd share it here. ***** When Victoria turned eighteen in 1837, it was decided that she should be tutored in the ways of politics by William Lamb, the Prime Minister, better known by his title Lord Melbourne. Finally breaking free of her mother's domineering influence, she r...
"Where am I?" He looked out at tall trees and knee-high grass of emerald green. Birds trilled in the high branches. A summer sun blazed golden in a pale, blue sky. Another thought followed. One that left a cold drip of fear to trickle down his spine. "Who am I?" A long moment of deep silence passed as he explored the blank areas of his mind. Something ve...
The Rajmata (Queen Mother) sat behind the thin veil of a curtain and watched as her daughter-in-law, the Maharani spread herself out under the looming figure of Samar Singh, the Chief of the Royal Guard. Samar Singh, just twenty years old and a virgin had been drafted by the Rajmata (Queen Mother) to impregnate Maharani Samyukta. The lad was a battle-scarre...
It is said that beauty of a woman can save the world. The beauty of Queen Catherine, however, is not that kind of beauty - it is not the beauty of a caring mother that settles disputes between men and cools their passions, or a youthful, tender girl that can make a boy's heart bloom and the man inside him awaken, or the beauty of a wife that gives her husban...
Chapter One In the land of curses and blessings, there was once a young princess who was locked into a tall red brick tower covered in bright green ivy in the middle of the deep dark enchanted woods by a misunderstood not so evil as every one believed old witch. The misunderstood not so evil as every one witch had tricked the King and Queen for their daught...
To all, Due to the interest in this series, here is part 12. To say the least I have heard commentary both ways on the loss of one of my strongest characters. Regretfully, sometimes real-life mirrors fictional life. No, there are no other species yet, I was not dating an alien...well? But trust, honor and duplicity can carry over and mask your normal intern...
The Meet. On a hot evening a white man was walking along the street after a night of drinking with his friends. He came across a street bar and saw an ebony lady sitting at the bar. The white man asked "may I have seat." The ebony lady said "yes if you buy me a drink." The white man smiled and sat down. The two began to chat as they drank their beers....
A big thankyou to my editor on this story. They asked not to be named but they know who they are. Thankyou again for your help on it! * The men started to pace and shake their heads, looking at each other before looking over at the woman who was crouched down, picking herbs. "We're going to be late, My Lady, if we don't start moving again," one of them sa...
An uncommonly cool breeze stirred dying leaves across the cobblestone paths of the village. Lamps within windows were snuffed; only the torches at the bridge and before the tavern cast any light upon the ground. Shadows were plentiful, and within those shadows strode the Spectre That Walks. Bagdemagus enjoyed this time of night, when the village was quiet a...
The seven dwarves stood beside the bed in awe of Snow White's beauty, and of her exposed tit... Dopey's hand reached out, he was about to touch her breast when Doc slapped it away, frowning at him. "Who's the bitch?" asked Grumpy in his usual grouchy way. "I'm not sure who she might be..." answered Doc, shrugging his shoulders. Sneezy was rubbing his crot...