Chapter Fourteen Dark thoughts plagued me the next day. I had not said a word after Val's confession, just used magic to bring my entourage with me to the bungalow. I had taken Diego for a swim while my wolves kept watch from our balcony. I swam and swam and swam but could not burn off the thoughts. There was an out-clause. There was a way I could step dow...
"Theda, can you stand here while I go get the float. It is drifting off," said Kit. "Not yet. Just hold me." "You're slick. Turn around then and put your arms around my neck. Now jump up and wrap your legs around my waist." "Ooooh! This is lovely." Theda's afterglow left her blushing despite the cool water. The middle aged woman had never imagined th...
© 2009 by Magus Ronin * "I can't believe I let myself get talked into this, hell of a way to spend my birthday. Accepting a dare to spend the night alone in a haunted house; come on Salyna, tough to get more cliché horror film than that. And now I'm even talking to myself," Salyna said aloud as she stood in the dark second story room she had ju...
Trish never really fit in during her formative years. She was a gawky awkward teen with glasses. The nerdy weird girl that was a science buff and dressed as non-girly as seemed possible. She was shy and quiet and lacked confidence through her early teen years. She'd gone through some phases of trying to discover herself. The vegan phase, the pink hair phase...
So... My first ever story, here, I guess. Being new here, I probably should've known it'd be hard for me to commit to this, but in the end, I decided to roll with it. Note: This will be my first story, so it may not be to everyone's liking. Furthermore, I may make mistakes here, and there, or the story may be short, or anything of that distinction, and so...
Jill stared at him. Frozen to the spot, her heart pounded out a Texas two-step that would tire even the most experienced dancer. She must have heard him wrong, she thought in surprise. "What, Commander?" Her voice sounded needy and unsure even to her own ears and she cursed herself for it. Daniel walked across the yard, carrying his daughter. He stopped bar...
Author's Note: this story is a sequel to "Pasiphae" and derived from the Greek myth of the Labyrinth and the Minotaur. "How unfair," I said, "that a princess of Crete should be less free than the lowliest slave." I was chin-deep in my bath as I said this, the oiled and scented water laving my skin like a caress. Had my servant not been in the other room r...
Ganymede was struggling as yet another amphora had been ordered by Hera for her luncheon. Over the past few months her little weekly Goddess get-togethers each Saturday afternoon had grown and grown and now had blossomed from an intimate small gathering into a real soiree. As it grew, his workload increased as all of the Goddesses in attendance were quite de...
Aphrodite's Curse Book 4 Hera Strikes Back Chapter 4 "I don't know about you, Hephaestus," Hades growled, "but I am getting fucking tired of waiting out here. Time is getting away from us!" "I agree, Uncle," Hephaestus said as he pointed over to the locked doors of Athena's temple. "What in the hell are Hera, Circe and Athena doing? They have been holed...
A slight tip of the hat to Clemestra :) Thanks to Todger 65 for the edit. Prologue: The Tale of the Gods' Soiree. Zeus hated these soirees. Bad food, bad drinks, and the same old gods talking the same shit over and over, ad infinitum. Here, Hades gloomed over the finer points of lava rocks. Gods, that man is dull! There, Poseidon yapped about his gig a...