ELENA I peered through the brush, the pine needles tickling my face. The morning sun cast speckled rays through the green canopy, and bathed my target in a golden aura. I supposed the man was beautiful. His face was chiseled with elegant features, his hair was a mess of blond, and his body was bronze and lean, toned to perfection. His ears came to points i...
Author's Notes: This is a cheating fiancé story, and there is no hot sex. You will find vintage c1992w here, and if you already know my work I hope you will read it - and if not maybe you will try. All errors are mine and thanks to Literotica for providing this platform. All feedback is appreciated. ***** Jill and Richard's Delayed Wedding A dozen of 26-y...
Part Four: Man Eaters Chapter Ten ELENA One breath, then another. Adarian taught me that. 'When you're in the shit, and the world's falling apart around you, just take one breath, then another. The first breath keeps you in the present, and the next brings you to the future. You're still alive; you took the second breath. Congratulations. Now, take anot...
It was a late Indian-summer week in Berlin. My colleague Philip met me at Tegel airport mid-afternoon. This visit was planned as mostly vacation, just a touch of work to make it properly chargeable to our grant. I would be staying in his ground-floor visitor's apartment rather than in some faceless hotel – reciprocity for similar hospitality on my part every...
*** This story is set in the medieval Viking age, with elements of horror, and has MINIMAL erotic content. *** The Story Of Mist 1. Shortcomings (a tale of the Valkyrie Mist, set in Midgard) Cattle die, and kinsmen die,And so one dies one's self,One thing now, that never dies,The fame of a dead man's deeds.(Bellow's translation) Cattle die, kindred die,...
*This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned* *Never judge a friend by what they give, but of how much of themselves they give* *Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *There is a bit of mangling of the Iliad going on. My apologies to Homer and...
The hotel's pre-dinner free yoga class was only sparsely attended - one stunning redhead, one older-but-not-elderly woman, plus two brunettes and a couple of men obviously paired with them. Plus Herman, of course. The instructor was a slender blond young woman, pretty, well-trained, a good teacher. Nice sequences of poses, good corrections. She was also a...
A couple of months ago, my friend Jake Rivers put out a call for writers to participate in a story invitational based on three classic songs by Marty Robbins: "El Paso," "Feleena" and "El Paso City." This is a follow-up on to our first invitational in the fall of 2006 with entries based on the Statler Brother's song, "This Bed of Rose's." If there is conti...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - When Donny Jenkins' birthdate comes up in the Vietnam War draft, Donny accepts his conscription without complaint despite not personally agreeing with the war. When he returns from his tour of duty in early 1969, young Donny struggles mentally and physically, plagued by nightmares, insomnia and health problems, things made even wo...
Author's Note: Now that my university obligations are done for the year I should spare more free time for this...'Should' is the key word, I promise nothing. You need to get out of here! Run! You can't stay here! Phil's soul seemingly screamed at him. The moment he locked eyes with the petite figure, a part of him somewhere deep down inside of him wanted n...