This piece is the third in a series of stories that are autobiographical. I've not listed names or places to protect the identity of the people involved. All of the events you will read are true. I kept a journal at the time, so the accuracy of what is contained in these stories is very good. Some of the dialog is seared in my memory and some of it is recrea...
Chapter 23 The Summer of 2012 Sunday, June 17, 2012 1:50pm Queens Park, New Westminster Jesse had almost forgotten about Norm Carson until he spotted him in the sparse crowd near the Blue's dugout. He'd finished the warm-ups and was heading back to the dugout when he spotted him. Unfortunately, he also spotted Candice sitting almost directly beside him. Th...
Note: This story is my attempt at a pulp style adventure story. It features a larger than life heroine and her female Irish sidekick. It's a little different from my usual stories, but it does contain the hardcore sex scenes (and a lot of them) one would expect from a Stormbringer story. The story is ten chapters long, with the heavy sex scenes in chapters 4...
Apocalypse Slaves, Part 9: Christina. By: AlexClayton. *** Author's Notes: Seriously, I've done eight of these things already. Do I really need to list trigger warnings in these things anymore? If so, go back to any one of my previous parts and read them and decide if this is a story you want to read or not. In case anyone is wondering; I am taking...
Bob Murphy sat in the waiting room in the R.P.M. Cancer Clinic and watched the young mother and her son. It tugged at Bob's heart to see the 6 or 7 year old boy looking at a fishing magazine and excitedly point out different pictures to his mother. The thing that tore at his heart was the frailness of the child and the totally bald head. The boy looked up at...
Half the drawers on the dresser hung open and empty, the bed was stripped bare of its sheets, and the mattress sat askew atop the box-spring frame. The shelves beside the desk had been rummaged through, and what remained was cluttered in small piles here and there. In this disheveled, half-furnished room, a young man slumped in his computer chair with a vaca...
————————Prologue———————— NOW Dan stood and looked up at the clear sky. It was a beautiful day, and he hated it for that. The sky was clear and blue and the grass was the kind of green normally reserved for movie posters. There were birds singing and flowers blossoming and he stood there trying to make it rain with the sheer volume of his hate. But the sky...
((Authors Note - Please note that this is Adult Fiction, so should only be read by those who qualify! I wasn't sure whether to post this into the Non-Consent section because there's a big element of that in here, but in the end decided that mostly this is about a woman who gets aroused and then goes through a series of 'unfortunate' circumstances. It's no...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. **Author's Note: This has an alternate ending to 'Flowers in the Heart.' It read the same as the original posting, until page 4. After posting the story, I realized that Scott was just a little too quick to accept his girlfriend's differences, especially...
It wasn't until I was doing my umpteenth impeccable edit of this story, that it suddenly dawned upon me. "Flashman"!?! It has been a few years since I remember last reading any of Fraser's masterful1 series about the Not-So-Gentlemanly Craven Adventurer Across World History. Whom we all loved to hate. (We all hated to love?) Damnation! It pisses me off,...