I was at terminal 23 at Dulles International Airport with my heart beating and my palms sweating. Three months earlier I had found an email from Helga Gutenberg from Berlin. She knew my love of big strong women, and when I did the conversion from Metric to Inches and pounds, I was in heaven, finding that she was 5'11", 235 pounds of solid woman. She had no...
The third shoot was off from the start. The whole country theme was an idea that never came together. There was no good way to film it at a rodeo. The next idea to work the taping around a country line dancing motif was a big fail as well. The only thing that was even really feasible was the mechanical bull. Dillon knew that a skilled bull operator could wor...
'Do you trust them?' asked K'Kess after Tashee had left him and Iloma in the room. She unpacked the bag, checking each item as she pulled them out. 'So far they've been friendly.' 'But have you seen those..?' he started and inspected the blade of his knife. 'I heard stories of creatures up north, with fur all over their bodies, short tail. Vicious warriors...
Two lost souls, that's what they had both thought of themselves. John had moved to Charlottes Ville population 8.467, well that's what it said on the welcome sign as he drove into town so he figured that made him number 8.468. So far he had learned two valuable lessons in his adult life, the first was he should never have married the bosses daughter, the s...
Thank you for your continuing interest in the Vlkolak and the story of Guillame and Orsolya. There is still more to come so don't worry. This isn't the end of the story. I promise there will be more. As always, a huge thank you to Archangel_M for his incredible editing. -------------------------------------------------- Guillame walked through the darknes...
Authors note: All characters, organizations, creatures, and events are fictitious in nature and are not meant in any way, shape, or form to represent any entity in reality. All similarities are purely coincidental and should be disregarded as a fictitious work of writing. Any characters who are involved in or conduct in sexual acts are over the age of 18. Th...
The monster has hunted my family members for a long time. Tonight, I face it for what may be the very last time. It prowled the deserts of Mother Africa long before the time of man. Even now, I'm not sure if it can die but all things must have a beginning somewhere. At least, that's what I tell myself. My name is Aamina Nazwari. My friends call me Mina. I wa...
Hello Readers! This is Part Six of a Six-Part story. It takes place in the same universe as my "Sultanah" series, but you don't need to read any of that to understand this story (but you really should read it). In Part 1, Kedi was sold into slavery along with a member of a rival tribe, Cilek, but the slavers were seemingly attacked by ghosts. In Part 2, Kedi...
The fireball had had the desired effect, sowing confusion among the cloaked figures conducting the ceremony. Calleslyn had, at least for the moment, saved the intended victim from her fate, but that hardly meant that the danger was over. As she had said to Dolrim just moments before, there were too many of them, and it was likely that at least some were capa...
Gaius Remulus Artigro rubbed his eyes as he gazed detachedly at the files on his desk. He had been staring at them for hours, at the insistence of his advisers, and now had a massive headache. Looking up, he watched as his friend Aurus Calpernon idly twirled a metal diagram of the planets and moons. The large blond man eyed him back, shrugging. "Dunno what...