WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the people, places, movies, companies etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your curr...
The watching crows sat cackling in the skeletal trees as a cold October wind blew through the graveyard as Mr. Brannigan was put into the ground and laid to rest. We stood a ways back from the black-veiled Widow as she stepped forward and dropped her small posy of flowers onto the coffin as it was lowered then stooped down to grab a handful of dirt and thre...
Sweat rolled down the back of April's neck as she bent over the engine of her car. She gazed at the tangle of parts and quietly cursed herself for not taking auto tech in school. She could identify the basics, but whatever had caused her to break down on this empty stretch of highway was not basic. She leaned further into the shade of the popped hood, stretc...
The chronological order of my stories is as follows: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, The Murdered Football Player Series, Case of the Black Widow series, Teresa's Christmas Story, The Case of the Bl...
Mikael rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he exited their cabin. Though he supposed he could have taken the captain's one, instead of offering it to his father, but it just did not seem right somehow. Technically, he might have more experience than Bjorn, but this new order of things was more egalitarian. Each brought to Ægir's Captive that which they did b...
"Oh, hey, Leyton! I was hoping you'd call. How's everything going up there, cuz?" "Good. We're getting close to making our quota for the entire season a couple of days early. Best season ever," he told his younger cousin. "I knew you'd do a great job. You should have had your own boat a long time ago." "That's very kind of you, Meghan, but I wasn't ready...
JABEZ 28th June, 1999 – Deptford, S.London When the Evermann strode out of the room where they had been keeping the boy, the sound of stifled weeping followed him briefly, then was silenced by the closing of the heavy fire-door between himself and his captive. Mersen did not look up from the bench where he knelt, industriously cleaning his semi-automatic,...
This story is the property of the writer Kalimaxos. In memory of my aunt. A slut of epic levels and magnitude. And a heart of gold. Characters in this chapter: Margo, my uncle's wife George, my mother's brother and Margo's husband Markos, my father Irene, my mother Niko, Irene's and Markos' son; George's nephew. -- I call her aunt because she is...
Sorry, another story that just stops. The Substitute You know there are occasions in your life when for a brief moment your instincts tell you that something is wrong, out of whack... quite definitely not kosher. Later... on reflection you realize that -- had you had a ha'p'orth of sense in your head, you would have run; scarper'd; get the hell out of Dodg...
"Dammit," she growled to herself. "Gotta go." Susan O'Malley flew down the street, a familiar one where friends lived, on her daily five-mile run. She was nearing her street, but that was several minutes away and she had to pee and pee badly. She loved the sensation when she had someone to share it with, but she was alone this day. Susan was a well-kept, s...