For five years I had lived on the island totally without human companionship. I saw no men but the old guy who ran the supply ship, and no women at all. And I was happy. An artist needs his solitude. In the hurley-burley that we choose to call society, the deeper voice of the soul cannot be heard. Man alone with nature, that's the way it should be. Like Tho...
There is no dark and stormy night. No forks of lightning ripping through a bruised and sullen sky. No garlic swaying in the rising wind. There is no mute hunchback scurrying across a muddy track. No strangers meeting at an inn, cut off for the night from the rest of "civilization". And yet, there's a vampire on the loose. She's chosen the form carefully....
Nicolette looked up at the darkening sky. It never failed. Every time she even thought about gardening this spring, it rained. It was already late in the season for planting. She barely had anything in. The weather was not going to chase her inside this time, rain or shine, she was going to get these herbs planted. She angrily jammed the spade down into th...
***Thanks to everyone who has commented or given me feedback! I am humbled by the kind words and admiration! ...there is more to come, perhaps 1-2 more parts. Keep letting me know what you think! -QP*** ***** Annika was in a room, large, with the same bluestone walls and high arching timber ceilings. It was undeniably a church, yet it had been transfor...
Hauntingly beautiful, Sinead is a woman perpetually enveloped in a hazy mist of desire, her entire being reminding those who meet her of molten metal undulating with ethereal eroticism and enigmatic vitality. Her husband, once a common member of the French bourgeois preoccupied by numbers and the delicious ruffling of foreign cheques, worked for the French h...
Demetrius struggled to keep up with the ship. He was but one man paddling while the Priestess's ship had a team of slaves chained to oars, and one of those new slaves was Angone. Demetrius did his best and kept his eyes peeled to the horizon where the Island of Aphrodite's temple finally came into view. Angone for his part was adjusting to his new life as a...
Afterwards, the whole incident had a feeling of unreality to it. Jodie knew that it had happened, but somehow it just didn't seem real and applicable to her. Jodie was eighteen and was a regular member at the gym. She also studied martial arts and was quite good at Judo. Not a state champion, but well able to hold her own in a bout, and against an untrained...
She awoke to the cacophony of keys jangling outside the door of the confinement room. She tried to raise her arms, but they were strapped down. Then she remembered. The fight with the shadow men who had been sent to torment her. The sons of bitches from the National Security Agency who flowed up and down the walls and across the ceiling and kept changing the...
For those that don't know me, I am a woman of many talents. And I have a vivid imagination. Sometimes, when I am daydreaming, I think of how nice it would be to have another woman to play with, maybe someone with soft creamy thighs. She almost always has red hair and green eyes when I think of her. One day an old friend of mine calls and we start talking ab...
It was 1999 and I had left my home county of Kent in the south east of England, to go to Glasgow University a year before. I'd gone back home for a few weeks over the summer but Kent was even more boring now I was used to the bright lights and big city, not to mention the Scottish accents, so I'd headed back up north in order to look for a place to live and...