It was still dark when Gwyneth inexplicably stirred from sleep, even though the alarm hadn't gone off. Still groggy, she was about to roll over and slip back into slumber until she realized that she wasn't alone in bed. A strong, muscular arm was draped over her waist, pulling her close to the masculine warmth that was spooning her from behind. Slowly, she t...
Hi everybody sorry for the delay I have been busy with my real world business which has grown faster than I had dreamed and left me short of good personnel. Chapter 4 is ready to be edited and should be ready by March. I am going to go with a monthly posting because of my work schedule. I want to thank everybody for their comments and feedback, you all ha...
Author's Note: I had much of this story written years ago, but decided this week to actually edit it and submit. I have probably another 20 pages or so almost ready. Hopefully it will be only a few weeks, not years, before I submit Ch. 11. – Jack ()()() Beth had been the first one to get up, only mildly disappointed to see Ron was positioned on his side;...
Title -- A Day in Gotham -- 4 -- Batgirl's Revenge (Catgirl has butterflies, the Kittens get their Robin) (follows - 3 -- Batgirl's Dilemma) Contents: Chapter 1 ---------- Anticipation Chapter 2 ---------- Kitten Graduation Chapter 3 ---------- Marks Out Of Ten Chapter 4 ---------- Snaring a Robin Chapter 5 ---------- Robin Gets the Blues Chapter 6...
"Hey. Wake up." The voice was an annoying buzz on the very periphery of Roland's cognizance. He ignored it, hearing nothing but the vague mumblings of a half-congruous fantasy in the murky darkness of his psyche. He felt so tired. His body was an aching contradiction. "Roland." The voice said, a crusty grate that scratched against his senses as he dreamt of...
Jenny didn't' bother ringing for Deb the following morning. After talking with Lisa and getting her blessing, she closed the door to her former way of living and knocked on another hoping she had made the right decision. On the other side stood her old slave, towering over her and looking as sumptuous and handsome as ever. Grabbing him by the cock and withou...
The days following Vivienne's wedding were busy. Business was picking up and my appointment book was getting full. I really needed an assistant fairly soon. I had finished the outfit of the studio. Reception, office, an area to do photo or video shoots. The place wasn't big, but it would suffice. Most of my work would take me out of the place anyway. It wa...
Author's note: Well, dear reader, you've come to the final part of this story. I'm grateful you've taken the time to come this far, and I hope you've enjoyed the journey. This story has been a big puzzle, threading the needle through all kinds of tight spots and delicate situations. Still, I hope I've managed to pen down a gripping and convincing story....
I met her during the summer. I was only nineteen and working to save some money for college. I had been raised by my grandparents who had both passed away over the past year. After the burial costs I was far from wealthy. My parents weren't around so I was on my own at a young age. I had moved a couple of towns over from where I had grown up and was living i...
Kelsea couldn't get the memory of the Priestess' eyes out of her mind. Even as she ran between the curling unearthly fog, flanked on either side by tombstones taller than her head. Even as she ducked between a cleft that separated two entwined grave markers like the coiling spiral of interlaced vines. Even as she listened to the sounds of monsters making war...