"Ken Davidson, I come to you to give you a gift. My last gift to this realm." said a soft voice as woke up from my dream. I didn't know how who's voice that is, but they sounded sad. When I was completely awake I looked around my cramp room and only let out a breath as I got up and stretched out my body. I worked hard to keep it fit, but I don't ha...
(Continuation of "The Mission") Chapter 01 - H is for Heather Byron Clarke looked at his watch. This new girl's punctuality and dedication were beyond impressive, they were amazing. For a moment, it flashed across his mind that she was overqualified, but he chose not to ponder on that notion. For the first time in over a year he had someone who could be fu...
Authors Note. The description of the effects of an atomic explosion on a volcanic caldera is probably ridiculous but this is a story, a fantasy so I've allowed it to create the world I wanted to place the story in. ***** Davin removed the last gas bottle from the methane collector and loaded it into the rack on his truck. Securing the heavy steel cylinder...
My name is Karim Abdullah Musawir. I am a proud son of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. I'd like to tell you how I transformed my bitchy bossy Marie Claire Tremblay, a proud French-Canadian woman and feminist icon into my own personal fuck slut. You see, North American men and European men are always wondering how Muslim men from North Africa have managed to kee...
You can stop salivating already. Here's the next chapter! I hope that you are enjoying the series. Please don't be too sad when it ends. I'll still be around, and hopefully, on a better schedule. School sure is a downer when you are trying to keep readers satisfied. "You will be the death of them," the voice croaked through the perceived darkness of his ve...
Coronation Day Liliana gulped the final mouthful of water from the cup in her hand and swallowed. As soon as she did, an attendant appeared with a water jug and refilled it. She intended to drink as much as she could bear, for today was her coronation day. The Rites of Ascension stretched back nearly 1000 years, to the times of the first empress Helena. Alt...
I am the woman that other women fear, envy and hate. I am the epitome of stolen pleasure, the circumstance of forbidden fantasy, and the discoverer of lost desire. I am the vessel of delightful sensuality, the mentor of carnal knowledge, and the traveler of erogenous zones. I am the other woman, a thief of his heart, a sorceress of magical love potions that...
Thin prisms of light break free from the cloud cover, dance through the north-facing windows of an old English inspired Tudor, bounce off the carved crystal bowl resting atop a marble table across the bed from me and come to a check-mate style stand off right there. The swirling energy of light, throbbing and pulsing against it's constraints, all dressed up...
*This is a very shortened excerpt of a story I wrote many years ago. I'm aware that the writing probably needs work, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless.* He saw them. Two women dancing together so closely that it was difficult to tell their bodies apart, they were so intertwined. The music seemed to be a part of them, their hearts beating in rhythm with th...
MARIA COURTNEY QC walked out of the Royal Courts of Justice and walked along London's Strand before turning into Southampton Row walking towards Bloomsbury. It was a beautiful day and she was on top of the world having just won a very important case in which she had successfully defended her client in a libel action. She could have taken a taxi to her hotel...