Rain soaked the dry land for days. Everything was gray and brown—gray sky, mud under-foot that quickly covered all it touched. Peasants danced in the streets, mindless of their drenched rags, for life had come in gentle sheets at the last possible moment, thwarting a disastrous season. In the small castle, glasses tinked together in celebration of the good...
SLEEPING BOOTIES by The Brothers Cum Prologue ‘And the sleeping princess was kissed by the handsome hero and she woke up.’ That’s how the story ends. Isn’t it? It’s definitely the ending you heard. Well, I hate to be the one to tell you this, but that was just when things started to get interesting. Why didn’t you hear the rest of the tale? Because Hans ‘C...
Hello Readers! My goodness it's been a long time! But I hope it's been worth the wait! I found a great new editor! She's been a really great editor, so I have to give her snaps! :) Also, I plan to finish the series by either Christmas or New Years, so be expecting some more chapters! Hope you enjoy! Remember to comment and vote! -Sensanin *** Chapt...
(I was blessed to be the first person Red told about this idea, and was eager to jump upon this chain right from the get-go. I have always loved writing medieval fantasy, and this idea was, literally, right up my alley. The character of Bagdemagus – a charismatic, witty, yet ultimately evil figure – had been brewing in my mind for years, seeking the right ou...
Well great thought Richard as he was being pulled up to the King's castle. He was about to be fucked up pretty bad, he could tell. He had tortured this innocent village for the past 7 days. He burned them, took their maidens just to fuck with the men and stole shit in his human form. They had gotten back at him while he was sleeping. By slapping him with the...
Chapter 2: The Awakening After what felt like months to Kirsten, she finally awoke from her deep slumber. Her body was battered and bruised and she still lay naked where Richard left her. She tried to cover herself when she heard the door open. Emily came into the room carrying a tray with fruit and some juice. Her hair was loose and hung over her shoulders...
Isaac's fingers traced the faded flower pattern on the bate mattress as he inhaled the heavy cloud of Tiffany's perfume. They had no water- it'd been off for a couple of months- and the option to wash in the standing toilet water was gone when Tiffany came home a week ago vomit drunk. The bathroom door stayed shut, now. "Fucking drink it, Tiff," he said, wa...
Do bear with me on this as I lost my editor and have been bouncing trying to find another one with no luck so if my grammar and such is off please bare with me but I promised you chapter 4 so here it is My thanks to 1sickbastard for his help with the first little bit of this chapter before he went poof on me and to my husband and family whose ears I bent whe...
Richard Castle was on to something but he wouldn't tell her what it was. He knew she was somewhat predictable in her sexual drive. He could tell now that she was horniest the days after her period, insatiable to be precise. Then, the nights were exhausting enough without toys but now he'd been informed that she had bought a penis ring and love balls. That...
The Jousting Tournament was well underway on the unusually sunny spring day in the north of England, not too far from the fluctuating Scottish border. Oftentimes in previous years, raiders from either side would cross into the other's territory, stealing cattle, sheep, horses, crops or anything else that could be moved away quickly. Even the border itself mo...