USS Surefoot-A, Deck 3 Fore, Alpha Squad Quarters, Stardate 49702.79: "The time is 0600 Hours. The time is 0600 Hours. The time is 0600 Hours-" "Acknowledged," surrendered Zir Dassene, though that was her only concession to the arrival of the morning. She continued to lie there in the dark with the others in the room, refusing to get up, at least, not ju...
Ch. 17. - The BDSM Club. July 24th - the BDSM Club Plus Party and Joan Gets Forgiven. Tonight is a special night, at least for Sue and Joan. For Maria, it will be just another BDSM night at the club. We dress up as a Master and Mistress and await our subs for tonight. I purchased a three tailed whip which I'm going to test on Joan as her main punishment. I...
A modern telling of Scheherazade My sister snored and night after night I'd lay in bed, wide awake, wishing I could have my own room, something that was impossible in our small house. In the room next to ours, my dad also snored and I have no idea how my mom could sleep, but she did. Even with the doors closed and the pillow and covers over my head, the sno...
It is the year 50 AD; Roman invaders had set up enclaves throughout the southern lands of Briton. They had met with fierce Pagan Kings who fought bitterly against them and also showed the same aggression toward their neighbouring counterparts. One of these Kings was Alfred who had spawned two children, a boy and a girl. His son who was every bit as fierce a...
Copyright 2017 Alana Church == || < > || == ~~ All characters in this book are over 18. ~~ == || < > || == Prologue September, 1916 "Hazel Martin! Come down here and help me make dinner for your father and brother and the farmhands!" "I can't, Mama," Hazel shouted cheerfully down the stairwell. "Someone is on the way up to the house. I hav...
Location: Ramez, Duchy of Atansha, Kingdom of Tildor Date: Feb 2048 Note: For those interested, this story takes place the morning after "Down on the Mat." =============== Charlotte Ann Starshine Moramorian, Lord Marshal of Ramez, was naked and astride her husband. Royce Moramorian, Duke of Atansha, was tall, dark-brown haired with dark brown eyes, very...
Note from the actual author: This is a fantasy story I wrote sometime ago. Apologies to the various fantasy authors I was inspired by/shamelessly cribbed from. Any similarities to any actual people living or dead is unintentional, which should probably be assumed being as it's fantasy. The Calandrian Chronicles: Eloise's Journey From the pen of Tatiana Eve...
I was awakened early Sunday morning by the incoming call on my cell phone. My phone's caller ID read "Blocked Caller." Damn! I get way too many spoofed-number sales calls during the week, but seldom do any come in on the weekend. If I think it's a spoofed number, I let it go to voicemail. Since it was Sunday, I had decided to answer this call. "H'lo?" I mu...
This story is dedicated to the one that got away. If you're looking for a quick fix this won't be one for you; this story is a slow burn, I wanted to give the characters time to develop. Its length requires that I put it in the novella category but the theme would fall under romance, or at least my idea of it. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I have e...
They call them Istanza. The word is derived from a long-forgotten language, a language whose origins are lost in the depths of time. None are left who speak the language in its entirety, but there are a select few who understand the handful of words that are still used. * * * 1: Finding Silra Leeann watched the ceremony with a keen awareness of her own gr...