Author's Note: This story was written some time ago. It became a sort of pet project, to be picked up whenever I felt like it. I am not sure if it is any good, but if you enjoyed the story, then my goal as a writer is fulfilled. Feel free to comment. ***** Projecting the Wild Man From the Jottings of Anna Pollock Spring, summer, autumn and winter. They...
Sorry guys it is my first story, but I assure you if there are any mistakes it is all of mine. I have not enough time to check for spell mistakes. Was too excited to post my first story, also I am still searching for an editor for next story. ***** GLORIA I was born in a middle class family in the early 65's. On the first day when I saw this world with...
John awoke this morning with a lovely exotic beauty in his arms. He was lying on his side, wrapped possessively around Irillith, and her warm blue flesh felt wonderful against his skin. She sensed him stirring, and tucked her long white hair back behind a pointed ear, so that she could turn to look at him over her shoulder. "Good morning, my love," he said,...
If you haven't read chapter fifteen, then this will make little sense. ************ A little after noon passed, two beautiful, young women exited the Carabinieri base in Florence. They huddled together for warmth as soon as they stepped out the front gate. The thinner girl with light brown hair shared her coat with the buxom brunette. The Sun was shining a...
CHAPTER 1 - LINEAGE In the weeks following Peter and Sala's marriage, their sex had reached an all time high. The two of them were fucking in the evening and usually in the morning too. Through the endless amounts of Peter's cum poured into Sala's tight pussy, a miracle had happened. Through luck, changing genetics or just sheer repetition, the impossible h...
John stood in the doorway and stared at the destruction Larn'kelnar had wrought. When the energy beam had cut the Invictus in half, it had scythed through the bedroom, melting the titanium superstructure with ease. Where John's massive bed had once rested against the wall, the room was now open to the elements, giving him a spectacular view of the Arcadian j...
John awoke the next morning to the soft sound of a girl singing. He recognised Faye's exquisite voice, but the song was filled with a heart-breaking sense of melancholy that almost brought a tear to his eye. Trying not to disturb Tashana and Irillith, he untangled himself from the sisters and sat upright so he could look at Faye. She was sitting in the chair...
"What the Hell? What is going on with this electricity bill?" I yelled. My wife Sophie just got in the door and handed me the mail and went into the kitchen to start dinner. Jake my eighteen year old son was playing video games in the living room. They were both ignoring me. A couple of years ago an electric bill wouldn't even register as a topic worth discu...
As the dying light of another Saturday faded into oblivion, parents, devoted teachers and giggling school children began to head for the parking lot. The art fair I'd set up for my classes of elementary school children seemed to have been a rousing success. Since the fair had been my project, I suppose it was only to be expected for there to still be a crowd...
Please note that this story is a sequel to Holly's Winter, Cecee's Spring and Jenny's Summer. Cecee's Spring has not been written as yet. I appreciate all votes, comments and feedback. I am looking for an editor. I I find I must begin my own story with someone else's. Her name was Victoria Smart. She was a very beautiful woman of average height and sli...