It was hard to sleep after the events I watched on the laptop the night before. Now it was Saturday and my last full day out of town as I would be headed home late Sunday morning. My final meeting for the week was at 1pm Saturday afternoon and then I would head back to my hotel and wait for the Skype call. Talk about a long day, all I could think about was C...
----=(Empaths and politics)=---- Twelve centuries prior to Majgen's birth, it was officially confirmed and publicly announced that a minority of humans possessed empathic abilities. Soon after the existence of human empaths became public knowledge, programs were made to track empaths and enslave them in governmental employ. By the time Majgen was born, hum...
Monday - February 20, 2006 Authors note: The root of this story is in Chapter 01 - Blondes in pursuit of black guys. This is the ninth day of a fourteen-day vacation where fantasy has become reality. It is taking place on the island of Jamaica. What else do the stars have for me the remaining days here in paradise? If you have already read previous chapters...
It had been a hot, humid day, so thick that you could cut out a piece of it and put it in your pocket and take it home with you. That kind of hot. Sweltering hot. "I-think-I'm-gonna-die" kind of hot. The kind of hot that amplifies the flies buzzing around your head kind of hot. Well, you get the idea. It was miserable. But then, this was Miami for you. What...
Prologue Do you remember the nineteen forties Mills Brothers hit, “You Always Hurt The One You Love?” It’s a favorite of mine because the lyrics have special meaning to me. You always hurt the one you love The one you shouldn't hurt at all You always take the sweetest rose And crush it till the petals fall You always break the kindest heart With a hasty w...
Back again! Hope everyone enjoys this installment - if you don't let me know! We're in a "healing phase" so no erotica, just plot. Fair warning. Many thanks to Steve150177 for his work proofreading. English is in italics when it appears. Don't forget to vote! DW ********************************************** My eyes fluttered open and I looked around an...
AUTHORS NOTE: This story takes place in the Hegothian Empire, approximately fifty years after the events in Avatars of the Goddess. In the interim, new laws were passed allowing for the creation of sacrificial sites, which were little more than exclusive brothels where wealthy customers could wield whips, paddles and leather straps and punish naked plaything...
With the ear plugs in her ears, she could comprehend only the faintest whisper of the world around her. Her arms were in leather cuffs uncomfortably chained behind her and secured to the ceiling of the dog cage she was kneeling in. The cage had just enough room for her bent over with her legs and thighs likewise secured with leather cuffs attached to the sid...
Welcome back! For those of you reading The Runesmith Chronicles for the first time I recommend going back and starting with the first book The Runesmith Chronicles (it's actually Oni and the Farmer but it's too late to change it here :P). Mostly so you have a better understanding of how things like the magic system works and what's going on as I often refer...
This story contains descriptions of incest and homosexuality. \ *** Even before Mallorie asked me to marry her, she had become very close to my mother. The two of them became fast friends immediately after I'd introduced them. I began spending less time with Mallorie because she was spending so much time with my mother. My mother loved to share stories a...