Liana's Guest (Part 1) [Non-Futa] ***** A pregnant Queen Liana lay sleeping in the master bedroom of the massive Royal Palace of Kujra. Covered in her fine silk sheets while lying in her comfortable featherbed, nothing could stir her. Six months it had been since Leo had won her from her family by besting her older brother in battle. A most savage battle,...
Marcus and Doug had been collecting and studying water and soil samples based in a remote village in the Democratic Republic of the Congo for three weeks, and were more than ready to leave for home. The two men wearily stacked boxes and carefully stowed samples into special, environmentally controlled containers. Both men's shirts were nearly soaked through...
The two women were in a dim book-lined office after hours. The executive and the scientist: each had a power the other envied. Both were beautiful, of course. Both made up, hair back and dressed well. Neither accenting their sex with their dress, both serious women. The scientist with thick-framed glasses, red hair and green eyes. The businesswoman blonde an...
My name is Carla Brett. I'm a professor of Criminal Psychology at Carleton University in the great city of Ottawa, Ontario. A six-foot-one, blonde-haired and green-eyed Irishwoman. Curvy and voluptuous, sensual the way only a Celtic goddess can be. And I'm a sharp mind too. You'll soon discover why. A lot of people find my view of the world to be strange, ev...
-------------------- Prologue -------------------- Mackenzie cursed under her breath. The rain had soaked her feet as well as the lower part of her stockings. She put away her flimsy umbrella and went to the ticket machine. The station was very busy, as morning rush hour was upon her. Most people barely gave anyone or anything a second glance, as they we...
I woke up to the sound of someone crying. Not good. I opened my eyes, saw black and remembered that I was sleeping over at Karin's, in Amsterdam. She was in her single bed. I was on a camping mat on the floor next to her. I unzipped my sleeping bag half-way, wormed my way out of it and sat up. I could make out a few things in the dark, but not much. Her bed...
1.1.2. Flu *1918* Selene had spent the last ten years traveling. Only a few years all over Europe and since 1912 through America. She had never stayed in one place for more than a few months. She had spent the time of the Great War in America together with her growing entourage, but even here she had often changed both city and state. To protect herself wa...
A storm passed through, and then there were just faint rumblings and the occasional flash of lightning. Jack was downstairs, pacing back and forth in the dark living room. He was much too wired to go back up and lie down next to Kim. He could hear both of the women as they slept upstairs, could detect the soft rhythm of their heartbeats in the quiet house....
So *sorry* for the long delay. If anyone is still following, I intend to have the story completed before the end of August. Hope you enjoy. ------------ Jack poured blood into the cup of hot tomato soup he'd just removed from the microwave. His hands trembled as he poured, but he was careful not to spill any. The deer had definitely worn off now. He was fe...
How could he have drunk everything so quickly? Thirty-four tubes of blood, and he'd thought that was overkill when Benny was getting them ready for him that morning. Chamey sank down on his bed and stared up at him. "You're freakin kiddin me. What are you saying man, you already drank everything you brought? No more blood?" "That's what I'm saying." Cha...