I used to glamorize the life of a loner until I became one. This is not an adventure. I do not feel like the One with No Name; I just feel like a nameless soul. I am not some cowgirl. I am not a prophet. I am just confused. I've been launched into the world and all I've done is try and land on my feet, trying to find a new home, staying on the Greyhound to...
Disclaimer: this story is a work of fiction based on the characters in the video game: Pokemon: Diamond/Pearl. I make no claims of ownership towards these characters, only the twisted things they do in this story belong to me. If you find this story on any site except Literotica, it has been stolen from me, I would appreciate you letting me know! Enjoy the s...
From an idea from Dalhia57 * Kira had boarded the high speed train in Metz at 06:49. She was on the way to Paris as she did about every two months. She had kissed her French husband goodbye and left hurriedly. As usual, she had attracted widespread attention from the other travelers, as she was wearing a saree in Metz' monumental station. She was resting i...
This was originally titled Quicksilver Messenger, but based on some ideas from readers I have made some changes and retitled the series. In addition, I have a new editor that helped clean up some of the speed bumps in the story. Thanks to Glenn514. It is still the same basic story and the changes are not massive, but to me it is enough to warrant a new versi...
"Hey, innkeep! I've got more product for you, you got any gold for me?" Lia grinned, and hefted a heavy set of flasks. They were clearly heavy, not just because the innkeep knew Lia's habits, but because her corded arms were bulging just a little from the effort. The innkeep sniffed, and sighed. Yup, he thought. Just as usual, she's trying to tempt me with...
Standard disclaimer—this story takes place in a world where STDs don't exist and only babies planned for and wanted do—in other words, a fantasy world. Any resemblance to real-life people is purely coincidental. ***** Dinner the next day was in many ways the same affair Gwen had known since her childhood. Stress from the feeling she was being examined and...
**A setup** Ricquie really had no interest in fishing; Mack did, and liked to go fishing on the weekend when the weather was decent, like today. As a matter of courtesy, just before he left, he always asked her if she wanted to go. Today was no exception. "Going fishing honey," he called to her. "Care to go with me?" he called out, as he was about to leave....
I was a mere peasant girl who lost my family to the plague. I had nowhere to go. Then she found me. Huddled in the street, shivering from the cold. She had knelt down beside me, took my face in her hands and lifted it up to meet hers. She was disgusted with how dirty I was, but she could see the beauty behind all the dirt and grime. Her carriage came then, a...
Note: It will help to please read "A Bad Influence" before you read this story. Readers have requested the wife's point of view of how it all happened. So here goes. Also please continue to send feedback (good and bad) or I'll never learn from my mistakes. (Suzie's Story) This story is being written from my prison cell. It is a cautionary tale we could...
Luria could feel the poison like an acid in her veins. She shivered; trying to keep from whimpering as her stomach rebelled against the little bit of water she'd managed to drink and started to heave once more. She could hear the battle raging over the sound of her sickness and she cringed at every human scream. "Any news," she gasped as she lay back agains...