All characters are 18 years or older. BANG! BANG! BANG! John made his way downstairs to open the front door for his roommate, Phil, who was weighed down with a large beer keg, and a number of Halloween decorations he had picked up while he was out. The plastic skulls with twisty straws were a nice touch, but they didn't compare to the set-up John had been...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography, which is currently not updating properly. Stories after Music Box Dancer are: Return To Apple Grove, Media Matters, Swamp Frogs, Man of God, Fathers and Sons, Fire In The Hole. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, an...
No Controlling Legal Authority Ch. 28: Courtroom Christmas Part 2 Courtship Caleb Style, or Anne Pleads Her Case Caleb allowed her to lead him from his office into the courtroom adjoining his office. The door closed behind them, and she paused while her eyes adjusted to the light. He reached for the light-switch, but she stopped him saying, "Don't, please,...
Once upon a time ... This faery tail (starring faeries, and lots of tail) begins as all stories begin, you, the fair maiden (sort of), a damsel, the darling daughter of the distraught Duke offered in sacrifice to appease the dastardly dragon of dangerous destruction. A faery tail like every other faery tail. And the 'tail'? Yours, that is? It is currently...
Chapter 01: Pilgrimage Sister Sabine had never seen a goblin before, and she wanted to keep it that way. "You are certain it is better to take this route, rather than stay on the main road?" She asked while peering out the window, warily. Instinctively, she clutched at the tree-shaped amulet that dangled from her neck, a habit she had had since her days as...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
"We need some help here, Jack---a strike package and an extraction team---now!" "The fast movers are eight minutes out---the helos almost thirty, Hal, ah, Mr. President" "They'll be dead or worse in five. We're going in; we're switching to Tac two." "Mr. President..." The four star combatant commander knew that protest was futile. He'd known the POTUS si...
Prologue The maiden stood tranquilly, her flaming red hair cascading down her back. The loose, flowing white gown served to enhance the lush contours of her full figure. Her deep green eyes were strangely dull, denying the vigor one of her tender age and healthy body should have evinced. The maiden's bare feet did not seem to feel the coldness of the marbl...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Authoress's notes: The following story is a sequel to Transformations, in which Tahiri Veila, while working as a bounty hunter, is captured by a swoop-bike gang and turned into a gang slut, and rescued by Jedi Knights Ta'tan'ia and Wyric Torrin. This story also includes the character Colonel Drasi, who is the son of Ysanne Isard, Instead of running the ProCo...