As I looked around the office, I noticed that everyone else had called it a day, with the exception of Dan Metallo, the Political Consultant for Rat Sass Online and my personal HTML critic and repairman. Knowing that he holds a personal distaste for attorneys, I figured I'd cheer him up a tad before he went home. "Hey Danny," I began, yelling across the roo...
Author's Note: This is very likely the only piece of non-fiction I will ever submit on this site. Every word of this story is true. Sad, and true. * I stood there, gazing with sad eyes across the crowded hallway. There were dozens upon dozens of people around, but I was alone in this moment. A sea of grief divided within my heart. There was an insistent th...
I had ridden this train every morning for years to the city. Two hours in, two hours out. It was a daily ritual. I sipped my coffee, read the Times, and dozed. Today was no different, until a young woman sat down across from me on the leather bench seat. We were essentially alone, together. I looked up, but her eyes were lowered. She was a busty, curvy girl...
The loud buzzing of the alarm woke Serena out of her slumber, who immediately sat up in a cold sweat. The brunette looked down to see her over-sized shirt that covered her entire body and breath a sigh of relief. She just had a nightmare that she had been completely naked in a very public area. Not the best dream to wake up to on the first day of teaching....
***My Introduction*** ((Hello everyone, names Lucianna. I’ve been reading CYOA Erotica for a few months now. And I’ve been reading here as a invisible guest. But I felt it was time to finally give it a try. So forgive me for spelling, grammar, and just poor descriptions. But I’m always up for feedback, suggestions, and just getting better. If you want to add...
Arya's stitches were crooked again. She frowned down at them with dismay and glanced over to where her sister Sansa sat among the other girls. Sansa’s needlework was exquisite. Everyone said so. “Sansa’s work is as pretty as she is,” Septa Mordane told their lady mother once. “She has such fine, delicate hands.” When Lady Catelyn had asked about Arya, the se...
The temple of corruption arrives in a fictional or real world to corrupt its inhabitants. Created by an all powerful god who wishes to corrupt all who enter. Already filled with corrupted followers and monsters who wish to do the same they arrive in a new world to corrupt them. And we don't mean "corrupt" them as in make them evil, though that does...
Thanks to everyone for all the comments. I know it's different and I appreciate the place to express the craziness in my head. If you're enjoying, please keep reading and let me know what you think. Thanks again - DW ******************************************** I woke up and it was still dark. Master Bane and Master Kein were both stretched out and sound a...
Hrelle was floating in the Void again, the sights and sounds of his encounter with the Bajoran Orb of Tomorrows racing past him, impossible memories of things to come briefly touching his senses, like signposts barely glimpsed at the side of a road while he drove at top speed. He wanted to stop and study them, gain insight, clues, spoilers- how he and his so...
Chapter 4 - The Necromancer This story was previously posted on a site that is no longer fully functional. The tall man with the scared face opened the door and, with his woman, entered the common room. "Where is Preston?" he called. Jarveena looked up from her work and was startled by the look of the man. His skin was dark, not black but dusky. A scar r...