Disclaimer: All characters portrayed engaging in sexual activity are 18 years of age or older. Actual historical figures or living people represented appear strictly for context and humour; I lay no claim to them. If you had trouble following the plots of Pulp Fiction or Four Rooms because of the back-and-forth timelines, just turn around and leave now, as t...
Father O'Carroll was a portly man, the kind of man of the cloth that was made far from the epicenter of the Church. But as the head of the Armagh Templar branch, he was, by technicality, the highest ranking Templar left alive after the carnage in Rome. Judith, Filia, and Luca sat in the large command tent that had been set up on the outskirts of the Rome ci...
After I graduated from college, my first two jobs didn't pay very well, however fate intervened and I landed a job that actually paid me good money. It also included frequent travel to Europe. I was working for a film distributor who distributed American made films throughout most of Europe. They also imported some European made films into the U.S. One of t...
A little different, which you've come to expect from me. Please read my profile for my stance on comments. Feel free to email suggestions or to start a conversation. Private messages work too. My favorites are the anon emails calling me a coward. Bob Seger: "I wish I didn't know now, what I didn't know then." + + + + Danielle and I met shortly after gra...
"Holy shit, what the fuck are-" Abruptly cut off, a young lycan throat was slit. Unable to shift when he came in contact with this unknown creature, it drained all his abilities, leaving him completely helpless. Blood immediately began to leak profusely. His perpetrator stood there, silently watching him as he gurgled on his blood slowly dying. Smiling wid...
Shari and Kate saved all junior year for the trip. Extra shifts at work, fewer frills at home. No new clothes. No spring break trip. By the end of the school year, they knew they would have enough by the end of summer, and so when August came, they were on a plane to Paris and ready for two weeks in France. It was glorious, a perfect trip for two twenty-one...
Dear reader: a foreword, and a forewarning. Please take a minute to read through it. It might, if nothing, save you a lot of time and frustration - or, potentially, give you something beyond the piece of smut you are about to read. First and foremost: this is a long read for a piece of low-brow porn. It is very slow and story-heavy. There is also an introdu...
Author's Note: Be sure to press "Start Game." This story is designed as a game, so please do leave comments reporting things you like, things you don't, and any bugs that crop up as I learn the coding. Likes and comments help me know what you're enjoying and where to focus my efforts! The year is 189 A.D., and you are a young man of noble birth in...
*67 B.C. The Battle of Zela - part of the third Mithridatic War.* Orelius sighed. This battle was over. King Mithridates had won, and so it was time to go back to Rome. Legate Gaus Valerius Triarius had ordered the retreat and so slowly, his fellow romans began their withdrawal. How could this have happened? Mithridates had hit them unexpectedly the previous...
Not written by my hand but by voice; I sing of my life and last days as a courtesan to the Roman Empire. Love denies my heart its deepest emotion and sorrow now consumes the essence that gives breath to this body. To deny my heart is to deny the very fabric of life that covers every single living person, animal and heavenly entity. When the last echo of the...