The King retired to chambers of his own. Several of his kinsmen brought up chest after chest from the hidden library in the ancient dragon-hold, deep beneath the castle. During his time as the Inquisitor, he and Chrysanthemum had spirited many of his old things down into the crypt. He knew Belladonna had communed with the dragon and plundered the wealth once...
With apologies to Ian Fleming. * I flicked a speck of dust from the gleaming bonnet of my pride and joy, a British racing green blower Bentley just like the one that James Bond drove in the early Bond novels and the same car that starred in Fleming's other book Chitty, Chitty, Bang, Bang. It stood amongst over a thousand other gleaming and beautifully re...
Samantha did not go quietly. She had tried to maintain the mental distance she had found earlier, but the moment the guards had lead her naked into the courtyard, and she had seen the so-called altar she was going to be chained to, she panicked. Telling herself over and over that she was merely a tool, and that the crowd of men who were packed within the sur...
Note: This story is the only thing I've written (besides book reports and term papers) so I really appreciate all the good-natured comments and suggestions. The sexy-times won't be coming until Chapter 7, so thank you to those who are hanging in there! And to those who don't, I don't blame y'all. I promise my next story will be better, theoretically. Chapt...
Author's Note: I haven't been posting so much because I've had writer's block and depression but it's new year and now my block is gone and my New Year's Resolution is to only post completed stories. So no more Part 1 or Chapters unless the WHOLE story is finished. Hope I can keep this resolution... *** The demon granted power to those who dared make a pac...
In Ihren Augen (German for In Our Love) The day began as all the others did: gray and dismal, without a ray of warmth or pool of sunlight to be seen. Breakfast had come and gone, bringing much-desired pots of coffee and orders for me to supervise the unloading of the noon train. My chunky black boots crunched on the ash-laden ground as I trudged for what c...
Hello again. Not much going on except I'm following all the riots. That's something. Anyway, I pulled myself away from social media platforms to do a little writing. Which I think is good for my crazy brain. So... Here is the next part of Murry's story. Thanks for reading. ~M.~ From C.M. Moore. *** *Chapter 13* The fun is over. Murry was bent over th...
"Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the Rumble Roses Competition! Tonight you will watch ten beautiful young ladies fight it out with each other for the chance to become Rumble Rose Champion. Here's how it's going to work. Each of the girls will fight each other once and then, the two with the lowest Win record will be disqualified. Then remaining eight w...
My hand seeks the comfort of your thigh, so strong and solid as the rumble of the engine fills my senses. You smile, but your eyes show concern as you tuck me beneath your chin, your warm breath filtering through my hair. "We don't have to go, you know. I don't want to put you through this..." "I know," I whisper, my voice a trembling hush against your thr...
The days leading up to the next alliance meeting were busy for everyone at the O'Connor Pack. Even though Dante and Lily were no longer officially part of this Pack, it was still their home for now, and it had been their first Pack, so they pitched in with the work as well. Dante helped a lot with increasing the Pack's security and with taking the necessary...