Chapter 1 December always seemed to bring out the worst in people, apparently shifters were no exception. Animosity was her only emotion; her body ached fiercely from the cold New Hampshire air. Shivering, she spat at the ground. So much for being hot blooded. Shudders racked her curvy frame viciously as harsh winds whipped through her thin clothing, riddl...
Chapter 36 The next few days were pretty quiet and I just let Jan complete her work for school. I had some wood that needed to be cut for next year and since the winter snow had mostly melted away I thought I would get started with it. I started the tractor and drove it to the wooded section of my property and dragged some downed wood out where I could work...
!!Warning!! This story is not for the squeamish. What follows is more "sensual" than "erotic," and it is neither pleasant nor kind, so consider yourself forewarned that somebody in this story is about to get hurt. Although this is a work of pure imagination, dangerous people and situations are all too common, and such real-life monsters can do a lot worse th...
It was Saturday night. It was 10:40, and James was sitting in his living room ... in the dark. Because it was better, in the dark. And, in his most comfortable chair; his black leather, well-padded armchair, James was sitting in front of the mirror ... waiting. Waiting, for the mirror to begin its next 'broadcast'. There was an eerie white light, all...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
Damien had just gotten one of what was possibly the worst phone call of his life. His aunt was on the other end of the line weeping. He had just been rudely woken up after just sleeping with some woman he had met at a bar. That same woman was still asleep right beside him with a bare breast poking out from under the blanket. Even the hot session from just a...
This is the second installment (Pt.02 of Whispers of Redemption) Remember to vote and give Feedback, it is greatly appreciated. Enjoy! Chapter 3: An Unexpected Rapport Chapter Themes: Thomas Newman-"Any Other Name"& Coldplay-"I'll see you soon" (The Entire chapter should be read with the Thomas Newman piece-keep it on replay -...it helps visualize and...
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A Roadie's Tale Ch. 02: Sessions Hell of a show that night. I was all ready to go home to the privacy of my tent for the night, but I stuck around. I thought maybe, just maybe... Got more work with Pacific Sibling on their second tour, they had a lot of gear to move so I earned my pay. It's pretty good as manual labour goes, I work in jeans and a t-shirt...
Phil didn't open his eyes so much as he focused until the world reformed around him. He didn't sleep -- couldn't sleep -- the closest he could manage was to black out. It was his only means of escape now, slipping in and out of a void in which tranquil silence embraced his arrival and sheltered him from a world of madness. All because of his new body, a b...