Disclaimers: This fiction of over-18 scuzbags contains unpleasantness and an instance of less-than-willing sex. Tags: noncon, revenge, intolerance, small town, satire, horror, mayhem, dwarf molestation, Randy, raw liver and mayonnaise. If you are easily offended, stop reading. No humans or other creatures were harmed to make this crud, which I hope none find...
"Am I hearing this right?" Snake asked as they drove down the highway, back to the fort and its factory. He had lowered his heavy metal enough to hear his son argue, but could still recognize the lyrics. The sun was high in the sky and his hangover was damn-near lethal. He'd packed the captive Martha in the truck cargo along with Needle. "It's not that big...
What the hell am I doing here? It doesn't seem right, lying here with a woman in my arms, gazing up at the stars. I don't belong in romantic movies. I'm the shoot ‘em up, take ‘em down type. "There's Cassiopeia," she said, pointing upward, her soft hair on my chest. I don't bother looking up this time. I'm too amazed that she's here. Hell, that I'm here. B...
"Charlie," Cynara breathed as soon as she sat up in bed, but no one was there. The house was quiet, eerily so. Cynara rolled out of bed and ran down the stairs, "Charlie!" she screamed as she went, stumbling desperately. The house was exactly as she had left it, but something just didn't seem right, and she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Then all of...
Copyright Jeanne D'Artois April 2004/May 2013 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. *************************************************...
He sat alone in his room, drawing pad in his lap and pencil in his hand, he was working on one of his numerous sketches, several booklets where also scattered about his room, some contained poems, others songs, and many upon many with drawings. He stayed mostly to himself as he always felt like the runt of the family, the middle child, mostly ignored, except...
I gazed out my window at the Atlanta skyline, staring at nothing in particular, just wishing I were somewhere else other than here. I was still feeling the familiar pangs of longing gnaw at my belly, joined in harmony with the growls from my missed appointment with breakfast. I was too busy running on the fast track of my career path that I no longer had t...
*This story is not mine. it was written by Foxilexi in the old Chyoo site and since no one bothered to transfer it over so far, i decided to take the initiative and do so. I am also doing a cleanup on typos and such while at it. all credit should go to the original writers of the story and the chapters. The original intro is messed up so i largely removed it...
As the world loads in you rise up, drawing up your power... before unceremoniously flopping onto the ground. What's the point? The heroes would just waltz through and kill you 20 minutes from now. You didn't even get the satisfaction of killing them over and over again like the bosses did. You were just a creep put here so the heroes could farm XP. The more...
I had just turned 18 and my life was hell. Throughout High School I had been bullied and humiliated. When I got to University, the best years of your life some say, I thought things might improve, but they didn't. What was my problem I here you ask? Well, in a nutshell, I was socially and physically under-developed. I didn't reach puberty until I was 17. I w...