I was a 25 year old small town boy from Nevada with a lot of aspirations and ambitions but I was very weak in the eyes of my peers and friends. A person who wants to achieve anything needs to have certain set of qualities or talent. I had none of those. I was an average looking boy with a height of 5'8", not chubby but a lot of my 160 lbs weight was in my as...
"Miss, are you alright?" came a deep, kind of raspy masculine voice, and I startled awake, and found myself in a decidedly unusual setting. I was lying on the pavement, and a tall, beefy older man in military fatigues stood over me, gun in hand. I blinked, and looked at him, a pale-skinned, ruddy-faced man with two days stubble. I was surprised to see appare...
Dear readers, in my werewolf tale, the existence of werewolves is known by humans. You met my heroine, Juliana Macon in 'You can't deny your wolf', and then she became 'The beautiful young Alpha'. She's now the Chair of the SWC, and one of the most influential Werewolves in North America, and warmly referred to as 'The chosen one'. ~~~ Julie was back from...
I think that I t would be fair to say that I was what was at one time known as a "juvenile delinquent". Since leaving school without any qualifications I had gone more than three years without doing any kind of job. In my defence I would argue that I had not really had any opportunities. The only jobs on offer to an unqualified twenty year old were of the me...
Author's note: This is a work of fiction. The characters portrayed in this story are not real people. Any similarity between characters and organizations and real people is purely coincidental. I welcome criticism. The LW group is a tough crowd. That's okay. But in the past, some have criticized my stories, citing the excessive length and level of detail pr...
The Acacia Dynasty had ruled the land for hundreds of years. Sometimes the queen was the daughter of the previous queen, and sometimes she was no relation, but always it was a queen on the throne. Men had not ruled the land since King Jagger sent hundreds of men to their death in battle against a neighbouring kingdom. That king had accused Jagger of raping h...
The rosy light of dusk shone through the pillars of the deserted temple of Hermes. I lay on a cushion and loosened the neckline of my dress until it exposed my breasts. The pallor of the marble pillars nearly matched my skin, and my nipples blushed like the clouds. I ran a slim finger from my underbust upwards and felt a perfectly smooth, soft line. I was ce...
As I watched Shelley agonize over how I was going to respond, Anger was still locked in fierce hand-to-hand combat with Yearning over control of my lizard brain. But scoring an unprecedented threepeat, my frontal lobe again seized the initiative and switched my voice from Shouting to Soothing. "You aren't a dipshit, Shelley. But we've both paid a high price...
This is a standalone story for Halloween. I have left room for a potential second part, should I get enough requests. Let me know what you think in the comments. ***** "No, there's no way" I told my friend. "She is not staring at me." "I'm serious, she's eyeing you up." I glanced across the bar to see if this was true. Much to my surprise, the stunning,...
Wednesday morning was like every other Wednesday morning. We both got out of bed, it was still dark, dressed in our running clothes and shoes, and went out for our morning run by 5:15. I have to admit that Jan is a much more dedicated runner than I am. She gets her two miles in many more days than I do and she looks much better doing it too. I love to run al...