This is my first contribution. My native language is not English. Please bear over with mistakes and clumsy sentences. Saturday 15.6. 22.00 - Please, Christian. You haven't done it to me in a week. She bit her lower lip, as she tended to do when she was unsure of herself. For the first time in our relationship I had an akward feeling that the chemistry...
I've had quite a bit of feedback about my Fallout stories. So as promised here is another. There will be more in the future and hopefully in a timely manor. Please comment/vote. Mac *** Agatha's door flew open and three men rushed in. They were hauling a fourth wounded man. Fear flooded Mur's gut at the sight of the men's body armor. Unique black combat a...
The six Kikuyu elders slowly took their seats on the ground opposite the equal number of Shulula Chiefs and spent the better part of the next hour passing the tobacco pipe in silence before one of the Kikuyu elders finally spoke. "It has been ten generations since the brave few from your tribe left their ancestral home and came to this wilderness," said Jom...
Thanks to Julie for the editing, and all my beta readers for the feedback. I have to give credit to MizT for begging me to return to Predjama. It's only fitting that the trilogy started here, and I know everyone likes the castle. So for MizT, welcome home sweetie. 4:30pm, just outside of Predjama Slovenia. Kevin maneuvered the small rental car along the na...
His piercing opaline green eyes glanced sideway at his partner for the night with a bored drawn look. Artificial beauty he mused sardonically. She was perfect alright, too perfect. Sonja Matthias was one of the more successful stage actresses around Philadelphia arts and cultural front. Poised and polished, she was highly demanded for her acting skill. At th...
With your classes done for the week, you head back to your apartment just across the street from campus. One of the perks of sophomore year is that you got to escape the hellholes that were the freshman dorms. You're a fairly average, nondescript kind of guy, but the jocks will pick on anyone who isn't one of them. In short, you are happy to be away from all...
-------------------------------------------------- May the golden butterfly lead you throughout your reading of the journey of the last MacEirc royal bloodline -------------------------------------------------- Chapter 1 The story began when Coinneach was just a little boy. The servant picked him up and kissed him once on the cheek. Tears streamed dow...
DISCLAIMER: All characters appearing in this story are fictitious as they do not exist. Any resemblance to a real person, living or dead is purely coincidental and should not be construed to associate a real person, living or dead with scenes or events described within this story. All of the characters depicted in this story are over the age of 18 and takes...
"I should kill the guy right?" the words spoke out like a whisper yet in the loud scope of the club it was dimmed out and tortured. The young partygoers moved around the dance floor like writhing beasts, sweaty and hot with the stench of decay fast. The mirrors on the walls were now clouded as smoke filled the air and mingled with the mind. In the bathrooms...
Everyone in the hut was in high spirits that morning. They sat down to a hearty breakfast and discussed the best way for Meg to travel to see the Lady of the Valley. At this point Shandalar and Saria entered the hut. Saria was carrying a bag. "We have a bag you can use to carry your provisions. We will pack some food and water when you are ready to go," sa...