Author's preamble: I puzzled over the category to select but decided that the often brutal images in several scenes required the BDSM tag. For those who do not like surprises sprung upon them, I should add further tags: Lesbian sex, 'straight' sex, anal, oral, fisting, anal fisting, menstruation, pissing, piercing and a passing mention of gay sex (but don't...
Author's Note: This is for all those who have told me my stories need a noir bent. Here is proof that I write modern fairy tales. I love my characters too much to do noir. To make it scarier, I edited it myself. The Cotillion The elevator wasn't moving fast enough. I watched the dull red numbers change from floor to floor, seven, eight... They seemed to be...
Author's Note: Thanks very much to Krissta and NaokoSmith for their tremendous help in editing this story for me. * * * * * "Oh fuck yes! You sexy slut! Take it! Take it right to the balls!" said Santa. The jolly old elf was stood in his bedroom merrily pounding into an elven assistant. She was bent over the desk in front of him, propping herself up on he...
This is my entry for Summer Lovin' 2020. It's set in 2019 for two reasons: 1) I wrote it last year in hopes of submitting it for Summer Lovin' 2019; 2) It wouldn't be the same were it set in 2020 amid the coronavirus mess. I didn't publish it last year because it's my first attempt at writing an interracial story and I wanted to check some parts by Black pe...
Author's Note: Well, dear friends, here is the penultimate chapter of this story for you all to enjoy. So sit back and get settled in because there is a lot going on in this chapter! We finally find out the truth about Clive, which rocks Lindi's world to its foundations, and Peter makes an unusual discovery that changes his life forever. And as for our frie...
In the quiet, backwater system of Halderon IV, the old war horse had been put to pasture. She floated majestically in geostationary orbit over the gas giant that star maps called HV-16 and the locals called Lesvous. A bevy of smaller ships darted around the system, all of them hopelessly obsolete by modern standards, consigned to system defense duty and anti...
Chapter 1. The most opulent chambers in Topkapi palace belonged to the Sultan. The great hall was decorated with finery from all over the empire. The floor and walls were covered with blue, green and white tiles with abstract patterns on them. These were local from artisans in Constantinople. The floor was covered with deep blue rugs with flower patterns. T...
"The separation between past, present and future is only an illusion, though a convincing one..." - Albert Einstein. Feet tucked in close, she sighed, picked up the newspaper and looked over the front page, settled on a story and started reading. From time to time she picked up her coffee, took a sip, a little grin crossing her face here, the shadow of a...
(These words are but the vacuous exposition of mind yet untorn. There exists within it neither an intent to remonstrate nor demonstrate any person living or dead. Let these grains of time pass without offense. They would wish it on none. Not a fap on the first page story.) The Book of Rai: Sons of Heather Pt. 2 ***** "You would bring War to this Villag...
Milos Drake was and had been a wizard for the past sixty years and came from a family of wizards that had always lived in the village of Hazelwood. He was young for his age for the average life of the wizards in the village was four hundred years, give or take a few decades. Unless, like in the case of his parents, some unforeseen accident occurs like trying...