Chapter Seventy-Seven: Making Friends I had entirely forgotten about Leske and the dwarf commoner being in the Carta's dungeon. I'd played the dwarf origins up to Ostagar, but never past; from what I remembered, Brosca should have been dead from self-imposed starvation, and Leske barely hanging on. And at no point was I aware of a problem that would cause...
Thanks, Tigerssman for helping me with this story. *** The war was now entering its eighth year since I have last seen you. Everyone except CPO Hope had put their twenty years in. Fleet admiral Lee was now stateside, having just one goal left she needed to do before she left the Navy, to give Cadet Hope, Maria's daughter, her commission. Doc, CPO Hope, Adm...
A special thanks to JonB1969 for his quick responses and amazing editing. Hope you all enjoy my story and remember to vote/comment. This Story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is enti...
Disclaimer: Warning, this story is about Vampires! So, it contains scenes of MILD violence (fighting and swords and stuff), BDSM, and bloodplay. Some may find this to be an 'interesting' combination (I hope), while others may be offended by such things. If you are of the latter party, hit the back button on your browser now! If not: Read on and enjoy! I g...
I was in a trance through the rest of the night and into the next day. Every scintilla of my attention was focused on one thing, Jolene. I had an older friend buy the bottle of Southern Comfort and a twelve pack of beer for us. He took another twelve pack for his trouble. Around noon, my parents said goodbye. I filled the refrigerator with beer and made s...
Copyright PennameWombat October 2018. 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. ***** It was spring. A week ago it had snowed. It warm...
I call her Sable when we are together, and she is sleek and beautiful, her skin is warm and tanned lightly, smooth when I touch it with my fingertips. If we are at her office, I call her Doctor, as she is that very thing, an internist, and a very good one. She is remarkably witty, funny and brilliant, with a wicked sense of play, and I love all of this about...
** To my readers, I broke this story up because I've noticed of late that my writing is getting long-winded. Rather than post a nine page story I've decided this one had a good breaking point so I shortened it by half. I hope you enjoy! ** I picked up this job after visiting a few times during my college years. The resort wasn't the usual spring break dest...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
*Ulric and his girls are barely back on their journey, and the next trouble begins. * 37 - Deep Tunnel 'A couple of humans, a pig orc, and two bloodwolves.' Grandell drummed his thick orc fingers on the heavy wooden table in the old farmhouse he and his men occupied, and pondered the price for killing the party that Tarrence requested. 'What's with that...