Melancholy Jeannie was a fine, young thing strutting her long smooth legs in a tiny, tight jeans cutoff. That bright red painted mouth of hers pouted upset. Behind the deeply black makeup of her eyes was deep despair. Her black high heels tick-tocked on the wooden porch. Caged like a pretty bird, the expanse of muddy fields and partially plowed over wheat st...
Author's Note: Well, dear friends, here is the penultimate chapter of this story for you all to enjoy. So sit back and get settled in because there is a lot going on in this chapter! We finally find out the truth about Clive, which rocks Lindi's world to its foundations, and Peter makes an unusual discovery that changes his life forever. And as for our frie...
I'm sitting in my little Zodiac inflatable, puttering through the anchorage off the town of Avalon, California, and it all looks so familiar to me -- yet kind of far away, too. The sharply sloping beach is not quite a hundred feet away as I slip through the anchorage, the old casino still majestically presides over the harbor, and the rocky sea wall is as it...
Milos Drake was and had been a wizard for the past sixty years and came from a family of wizards that had always lived in the village of Hazelwood. He was young for his age for the average life of the wizards in the village was four hundred years, give or take a few decades. Unless, like in the case of his parents, some unforeseen accident occurs like trying...
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Here is another long one for you to enjoy. A few things to say before we plunge into the story. I wanted to explore and try a few different ideas, styles, and elements. I hope they don't throw you for a loop. They were done for fun and try to stretch the horizon a little. If something bothers you give me a holler. I am always open to suggestions. If I left s...
We are nearing the end of my story now. You already know how it ends. There will be no happy ending. Just tragedy and ruin. Are you sure you want to hear the rest, dear Adrielle? Very well. Then I will tell you. All of it. But once you know what I did, if you decide you cannot love me anymore, if you despise me for it... ...I will understand. 1 Verus' wo...
This is written as part of norafares and Bebop3's "50 Ways to Leave Your Lover" event. To be up-front, it's not a quick story and the young woman who is the protagonist is pretty damaged. So, if you're looking for a quick hit of romance or sex, this might be one to skip over. For those for whom the nonexistence of cellphones, let alone the internet, is som...
Before you begin this lengthy tale there are a few things you should know. First, I initially released this on a choose your own adventure site, thus the much despised Second Person POV. Also there will be parts that may seem odd in a purely linear read through. Had I known it was going to turn into what it did I would have done it differently. Second, re...
Pt 4. Categories: Consensual, Group, Anal, Toys, Love. 36. "Oh sorry, I didn't mean to upset you!" She cried, "I-I was feeling the muscles, I-I don't have muscles like that, I'm quite weak and would love to be stronger." "You can feel them if you want to Ashley, I'll show you if you want, I'm proud of what I've achieved so far" she said tentatively. "I...