I usually don't post my stories in their entirety, but since I do not have this title up for sale (yet), I am gifting the readers of my work with this raw second draft of Red Passion, completely for your enjoyment. Levana Hyll **************** Chapter One The twin suns poured the heat of their blue fire upon the city of Thalanamei, turning the buildings...
Copyright of Dion Seth. Please do not sell, forward or pass on top any other persons. Prologue I pursed my pouty lips and swept my hair up to the side then used my hands to pull back the loose strands and hold it high. I tilted my head then turned it side to side as I looked at my reflection in the mirror from every angle. I sighed. I looked ordinary. I...
Part 2 - Andrea and the FetFair There is an old saying that you can't unring a bell. It may be a cliche, but it also happened to be true. For Andrea that bell had been rung two nights ago. She had discovered a side of her she didn't know existed. A kinky side. And even as the cheap beer flowed and the music pumped in her house full of guests, she found...
Pippa's Story. (Part One.) One Fateful Evening… It all began as a bit of a joke really. We'd all been out clubbing in some really raunchy night-spots and were still high on both the atmosphere and the two Love-doves that we'd swallowed a few hours before. As the night wore on and, as morning was quickly rearing its bright and beautiful he...
Prologue: In case this is the first of my stories you've read, there are a few things I've skipped over in this story since there are several other stories I've written about this same sub. I tend to write a story after almost all of my sessions with my toys. But I publish very few of them online. My name is Pepper Rodgers. I'm a 19-year-old Domme, living...
Thanks to Mikothebaby for editing this story with her usual panache even though she wemt through hell this week. Thanks also to those of you who read last week's story. * * * * * * Every year at about this time, the entire country goes just a little bit basketball crazy. Okay maybe I'm understating it a tad, but it's pretty harmless isn't it? For just a l...
(A Christmas romance) Chapter 1 Jen opened her tiny eyes, it was very early Christmas morning and it was quite dark in her cool bedroom that the three-year-old shared with her toddler sister. There was just a narrow ray of moonbeam peeping through the gap in the curtains which revealed to her a silent movement, a momentary flash of white. There, she thoug...
My Husband's Strange Behavior Led to Sexual Adventures with Black Men Preface Victoria is closest childhood friend I have. When she told me that she wanted to write about the episodes in her life that she confided to me when she was having a hard time understanding what was happening and that she wanted my help, I did not hesitate to fly to Paris to see he...
I know time's bent on destruction The past is over every day I wish we both could fly back home But we can't, so I guess I'll just fly away! --John Hiatt, "Fly Back Home" A job's a job. That, in any case, was what Tom had been telling himself every day since his lifelong buddy Jim had coaxed him into moving up north to take jobs with his cousin's new logg...
Author's Notes: This is the sequel to "Shilana's Trial" and it incorporates characters from "Reunion" as well. I tried to make this story as accessible as possible, but you might get more enjoyment out of this if you go back and read those other two first. A huge "Thank you" to all the people who helped refine this tale. You know who you are. As always, t...