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Barefoot Girls With A Father Fetish Ch. 02

by ScarredRaven on Nov 20, 2018
Fetish

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** A few weeks have passed since that night, the night I had lost control. Honestly The next day had been the worst. Waking up from a few hours of sleep to a semi hangover. Taking as much time as I could with my morning routine of coffee and a cigarette so one of my daughters might w...

Memoirs of Kitty Siam Ch. 17

by kitty_siam on Sep 15, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The human and not so human body has many wonderful automatic and autonomic responses built in for pain, pleasure, and survival. These responses can be as simple as closing our eyes to a bright flash of light, to the brain sending us into an unconscious state when the agony becomes too much to withstand. It had been three days since my brain flipped the off...

A Daemon-Horn Blade Ch. 12

by Stultus on Sep 26, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The sight of the destruction of Elmcrygh brought great misery and many tears to the poor survivors of Silana, who had hoped to find shelter and perhaps a new home behind the walls of the great walled town. In size, the now burning ruins were once nearly large enough to be considered a city, and it formerly sheltering tens of thousands of people and was the m...

A Daemon-Horn Blade Ch. 11

by Stultus on Sep 26, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Despite their lack of proper rest, they started off again right at the very first crack of light and made a decent amount of relatively swift progress on the dryer grassy ground before the skies fully unloaded upon them. The rain soon got so hard that they could barely see ten yards in the woods ahead of them, so they risked a more dangerous but open path ac...

Messalina's Fall: Prologue

by Skidder on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

"Can you believe the audacity?" One dark haired man in a toga with the broad purple stripe of a Senator said to the man beside him, a lean man with black hair liberally sprinkled with silver, also wearing the purple striped Senatorial toga. He looked around at the celebration going on around him with a disdain he was unable to conceal. His companion just sn...

A Daemon-Horn Blade Ch. 14

by Stultus on Sep 26, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

With barely a full company's worth of troops currently able to stand or bear arms, Rowan ordered the brave soldiers to take their rest and enjoy the fruits of victory. The Count declared a day of celebration in the town, and a great many wine and ale casks were breached. Some of the now veteran warriors found dalliance with the grateful townsfolk, or their f...

A Daemon-Horn Blade Ch. 15

by Stultus on Sep 26, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

For the next two marching days the regiment made good progress, nearly thirteen leagues. The wounded of the 4th Reserve Company still slightly kept the pace slower than Rowan would have preferred but he would not ever offer a single word of complaint to the many still injured. They had fought and held their ground while their friends around them had died, al...

A Daemon-Horn Blade Ch. 24

by Stultus on Sep 26, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

************** AFTERWARDS, TEN YEARS LATER Rowan and Boyle smiled as they sunned themselves after a brief swim and watched their wives and their children splash and play in the cool but refreshing waters of Lily Lake in Swanford. It was still early summer, and the shallow river waters had not yet warmed up very much, but they had been eager to leave Telli...

A Daemon-Horn Blade Ch. 21

by Stultus on Sep 26, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

*********** CHAPTER TWENTY ONE Not quite a full hourglass from time Rowan and his companions set foot from off the ship onto Broadmore, on the docks of the walled City of Penryn, right at the mouth of the Penryn River in the Southern Gulf, they found themselves outside the great walled gates of the city facing three great armies, of which only one was their...

A Daemon-Horn Blade Ch. 10

by Stultus on Sep 26, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

As they ran for awhile, Rowan wondered out loud, as much to himself as to Gwenda. "Do we need to leave a more obvious trail of our passage? I've heard that they are keen trackers, but I know nothing of them from any personal experience." The girl laughed and replied, "Their tracking skills are more than adequate to follow us here in this soft river mud, nea...