Hey all. This is my first attempt at the Nonhuman category, but hopefully this story will end up being one that pleases (It actually qualifies in a couple of categories). There's no sex in this chapter, so if that's what you're looking for, you're just going to have to wait. ----- Caden Alexander growled as he felt the tug once again. It was a nearly irre...
Author's Note: This story has a slow build up over many chapters. Jason groaned as he stepped off the bus. He couldn't believe his parents made him transfer schools in the middle of his senior year. And even then his new school was hundreds of miles away from anyone he ever knew. He thought of the girls he had left behind. Jason always felt that he was just...
***Well, I have come across a story I wrote YEARS ago and while it is non-erotic, I am not sure if it is really that good...If I took the time to sit and edit and re-write, it might not be too bad of a story, but for shits and giggles I am going to post it, chapter by chapter. I am not looking for votes or feedback, but if you feel it necessary to do so, fee...
"There's a lot of switch-hitters in the Muslim community, hell, some of those same Muslim brothers preaching against gayness in the West are hooking up with other guys when they think no one is looking," Shukri Ismail said haughtily, and everyone sitting inside the forum stared at her. In a room packed with avid listeners, Muslims and non-Muslims alike, the...
Getting older is something that almost everyone either fears or hates. Most of them don't consider that we all get older every day! And that percentage-wise we age slower and slower as we get older. One year for a guy 100 y/o is ONE percent. For a 10 y/o it is TEN percent. And a lot of our aging is due to injuries and illness- we are about the same for a ye...
It was a cold October night in Davenport, Iowa, the baseball season was well and truly over and I was making ends meet delivering pizza for a buddy. I did the night shift because I was still working out every day at the gym, sometimes twice. With all that work my slim six-foot frame was looking in great shape. I've got particularly good pectorals, great bun...
"I love you, Rasha," Nagad 'Nana' Hussein said, and the young Somali Muslim woman gently wrapped her arms around her girlfriend. Rasha Singh beamed at Nana, moved to tears by her words. The two young women stood in the middle of the quad at Canada's Capital University, hugging tenderly and enjoying each other's company on an unseasonably warm night in late N...
With hardly a backward glance, John climbed onto the train at York station and slumped into an empty seat. In the back of his mind he had known it was going to be a bad idea to go and revisit Katrina six months after, and the sullen weekend together had just confirmed that. He was glad to be back on the train heading south, back to his empty college room. Fr...
Please feel free to vote and make constructive criticism of this story. * * * * * John was outside when the storm hit. He was in the back part of the property when the lightning started. He was mending a fence at when he first heard the thunder. He looked up and saw the darkened sky when a flash of lightning illuminated the area he was in. The accompanyin...
Angie stood at the edge of the sidewalk waving, as the red minivan pull away. Alone, she stood for the first time in her life. Her parents and her younger brother were in the van, leaving her standing alone to face her first day at college. To say she had lived a sheltered life would completely fail to capture the degree of social isolation she had experienc...