The alarm was first raised by Juro, a local fisherman who had a small fishing hut on log poles in one of the shallow corners of the river near the edge of Lily Lake. He then nearly at once attracted the attention of Àcheram, the Dockmaster, who then began blowing the horn he always kept by his side, as if he were trying to rouse all of Tellismere itself. The...
This is the second story in the "College Game Day Fling" series. I recommend reading the first installment to understand the context and characters. As always, I appreciate all feedback and/or criticism. ********** "Unhhhh...?..." My own sigh woke me up. It wasn't a contented sigh; instead, it was an involuntary expression of an incredibly bad feeling pe...
Melody awoke first the next morning, finding herself spooned comfortably in Mike's arms. She kissed his hands lightly and wiggled her ass against his crotch, feeling his morning wood pressing against her. Becoming extremely horny from his poking, she slid her ass up and began to slide herself onto his cock. He did not awaken, but his breathing deepened in pl...
Once again all praise is due unto the beautiful goddess of the written word, AMY_Monaco, for the amazing editing. -Things start to get strange for Jack, and we find hidden dangers even in the best of friends. ***** Jack opened his eyes as the bright morning sunlight came in his window. For a moment, as he stared up at the ceiling, he wasn't sure where he...
I "Clarence has asked me to lead the group's delegation to the expo in Dubai next week," Shahnawaz advised Payal as soon as he returned home from the office. "For how long will you be gone?" Payal was surprised since no mention of a trip had been made before. "It is a two-week event but I'll make a stop in Pakistan also." "You do know Clarence is gettin...
It was very crowded that night at the Hog Bar. The rumbling of the talking crowd spilt its reverb into the traffic ridden street, echoing between the rough buildings of the Lower South Quarter, the acute sound of bottles of beer clashing into each other, lifted up and toward one another in celebration, could be heard all the way down the block, where the kid...
Act Three: There's Always Room Chapter Two: We End as We Began Author's note: This chapter contains more violence than previous chapters as well as implied but not depicted nonconsensual sexual activity. Black Cherry pelted down the little hall. Her wings, cramped in the narrow corridor, trailed straight behind her, the train of a jilted bride fleeing he...
Author's note- Yes, it has been awhile. Sorry about that; my life got very weird for a bit. This is the last official chapter of Reservoir, but never fear, the third book in the series has begun. I struggled with the characters of said book because the third act was always going to be the darkest one of the three. If you have been a reader of mine, you may...
Note: The descriptions and accounts in these stories are fictional and do not portray any actual people or events. It all started on a typical LA evening. As usual, the guys were sitting around talking football, and the girls were left to entertain themselves. The main topic of male conversation was always ridiculing the never to be sufficiently damned...
This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. ------------- ----------------------- The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead (or just confused) is entirely coincidental. Please do not copy/redistribute the story, in par...