Antes de empezar un aviso, esta historia no promueve ninguna actitud, acción o conducta que pueda resultar perjudicial para el usuario, se recomienda encarecidamente NO realizar ninguna de las actividades mencionadas en esta historia. En caso de querer recrear algo de lo leído la responsabilidad será únicamente del lector, fuera de eso me gustaría recalcar q...
The war had been a massacre. Human soldiers and castle-forged steel were no match for daemon flesh and cursed weapons. The unholy hordes swept through the countryside destroying settlements and besieging cities, leaving devastation and despair in their wake. Finally their seemingly unstoppable advance was stalled at a remote abbey where one woman chose to t...
Finale 10 I awoke the next morning alone. I could smell coffee, and I cringed. I didn't feel like dealing with mom this morning. I got up and got dressed. When I walked into the kitchen, Al Shaba was sitting under the table wagging her tail like she had never left. "When did she come back?" Mom asked as she leaned against the counter drinking a cup of cof...
The alarm came early the next morning, just as the sun was edging its way over the foothills. Sister Augustine rose slowly, stretching her surprisingly well-rested muscles as she lifted herself out of her bed. As footsteps thundered passed her door she looked down in dismay at the mess between her legs, dried juices clinging to her hair and thighs from the...
Hefesto se ha cansado de las infidelidades de su esposa, y del desprecio que recibe de los dioses, la única que no lo ve con cierto desprecio es Hestia, pero la diosa tampoco interfiere, así que el dios decidió que tuvo suficiente, busco ciertos materiales para forjar su propio destino, necesito el cabello de Afrodita, Ojos de Medusa y una cuerda de destino,...
Un novato en la oficina. Menos mal que es viernes, porque aunque hayas empezado a trabajar el lunes, ya llevas cuatro broncas, dos de tu jefa, una de tu compañera y otra de un desconocido por el teléfono. Y no es que no te los merecieras, no, estos días estás aprendiendo el significado de la palabra 'agobio'. Ahora mismo estás perdido en un mar de papeles qu...
I psyched myself out for this seven-hour plane ride to Madrid. My five-page article last year in Allons! magazine, on sex tourism in Paris, had caught the eye of a prominent travel books publisher – a bruiser with Olivier Martínez eyes and a Javier Bardem smile. I learned via our virtual tryst that the head of Azul Books shared my love for the films of Buñue...
"It was a mistake." Sister Augustine hissed, trying to keep her voice low as she sat eating in the great hall. For the first time in three days the morning hadn't started in battle, and the garrison were taking the opportunity to eat a proper breakfast while they could. "I should've been more cautious, but in a moment of distraction I acted hastily and now f...
No tenía mucho que había llegado a aquel pueblo, quien se hubiera imaginado que de la gran ciudad terminaría en un pueblecito olvidado de todos, pero ahí estaba yo. Me quede hospedado en un departamento pequeño y feo, realmente no tenia mucho con que empezar; mi rutina diaria era ir a la empresa en desarrollo, hacer algunas llamadas, registros, me iba de ahí...
No characters in the story below are under the age of 18. This is my first story so please bear with any punctuation mistakes and what not i may have made. I hope you all enjoy it. ***** "That's enough!" the king screamed. His fist slamming into the arm of his throne so loud you'd swear the whole kingdom could hear. In most kingdoms, it was considered a...