Chapter Seven: The Devil's Five Way? I wasn't at all shocked to open my eyes and find myself in Herne's Grove. But for some reason, for a moment, I almost felt disappointed. If you'd asked me why, I don't know that I could have given a reason that didn't sound like a betrayal. "My Priestess." Herne rose from the almost marble-looking stone edifice that so...
Talla had hardly served me my morning coffee when the phone rang. It was Al. He told me my conditions had been accepted and all systems were 'GO'. I invited him for lunch. We would meet at 1 PM in the dining room. I immediately rang the Tai-pan to tell him we had been cleared by the Oktonians. As expected he already knew. "I take it, Mister Walters you did...
Authors note: Thanks for the positive feedback, sorry again for the lapse between chapters, and for newcomers, although this story can stand on its own, a better sense of the evolving relationship between these young (over 18) first timers can be gained by reading all chapters. As you start to come down, momentarily drained you open your glassy eyes, a bit...
The lapping of waves cascade over her body. Nudging her about in the mud. Face down. Raped, beaten, broken, and bloody Bianca TeLeone was thrown to the sea like an offering. An unintentional offering. Someone did indeed try and save her. Someone quite unexpected. One she might only remember as the cause. The enemy after all. A woman with a past of her own. O...
Author’s Note: This was actually inspired by a black & white photograph someone sent me last Thanksgiving. I wish I could share it with you, since it’s such a sensual image, one that still thrills me to this day...but it’s not my photograph, so I cannot post it without permission. Still, my thanks to the photographer and his, er, model, for such a vivid piec...
Hey everyone, this is my first attempt at writing. I really hope you enjoy (please leave a comment and vote so I know what to work on and if you genuinely enjoyed). More chapters on the way. ~~~ The sizzle of the vegetables in the pan was like an orchestra to my ears. I shook the pan a few times and added a sprinkle of salt and pepper. He has a pretty simp...
The world was simple and unchanging. There was the Pan, that endless expanse of hardpan and brush that surrounded everything. There was the Tribe. There was the Home. That was all. That was how it had always been. That was how it would always be. The men of the Tribe would hunt the Rach and Drom and Kett out on the dry Pan during the day and watch the sky at...
Ganymede tossed and turned as the warm rays of dawn streamed through his slave quarters in the palace of the Graces. All through the rest of the world the days grew shorter and colder, but around the Grace's Palace on Olympus it remained perpetually summer which was good for Ganymede as the Goddesses decided to keep him naked for the duration. Ever since Pan...
My legal name is Kyle Pan. I'm just going by Pan right now, like the myth, like the dragonball and disney character. My last name is Pan because I'm Chinese. Not nationally Chinese I've never ever been there but Vancouver Chinese, 4th generation Chinese. Now as long as I've lived my life that's kinda been okay. There's a lot of stuff that goes with it....
Chapter 6 Meeting in a Were Bunker "What does it mean?" asked Trixie about the flyer for the Courage Players performing The Merchant of Venice in a nearby Black Forest town, Her question went out through the speaker phone to the speaker phone listened to by her comrades in the werewolves' sausage factory building. Still flushed from an orgy that morning w...