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Love's Wicked Craft Ch. 01

by Abraxis on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

"For sin will have no dominion over you, since you are not under law but under grace." - Romans 6:14 "A good act does not wash out the bad, nor a bad act the good. Each should have its own reward." - George R.R. Martin * "I wish to offer myself up to you, to reconcile our past, to atone for what I'd done; to you." Hannah Ansley was stunned still the i...

The Ballad of Trey London

by nerd4music on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

The air sizzled with anticipation. The smell of cigarette smoke and freshly brewed beer permeated the tiny space. Bodies lingered haphazardly around the semi-cramped bar. It was a decent-sized establishment, located in the heart of the heavily-populated college town. The place was usually packed during the school months, and tonight was no exception. I s...

The Abyssal Pt. 01

by sjharlowe on Aug 31, 2017
Erotic Horror

Preface: This is a story I've been working on for some time; my re-introduction to writing after some personal things in my life took the craft away from me for a little while. It started with no story, no plot, just the first line, which you'll read if you choose to continue on. The story ran on pretty much balls-to-the-wall from there, and in the meantime...

Sholan Alliance - AU Bk. 03 Ch. 10

by maxd01 on Sep 14, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Once the decision not to send the females back on the pirate ship it was quickly launched. Currently there was also a single fighter going along with as an escort. Though the ship had a fair compliment of crew and staff for the embassy there were patients as well. A good number were in cryo capsules in a store room aboard the ship. There were a number of the...

Another Morning Ch. 02

by knitedreams on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

I should have known that the tardiness of my instructor would rival my own. I was only ten minutes late to class. He would late by fifteen. Tabitha greeted me in the hallway, taking the tea from my hand, and taking a savoring sip of it. Her eyes were closed in bliss and I swore that I saw healthy color come back to her ashen face while she basked in the good...

Housing A Dragon

by Tony155 on Apr 3, 2019
Romance

Turbulence rocked the small aircraft, sending Zeke's stomach into a tailspin. This is better than a roller coaster, he thought, although he wished for a smoother flight. Flying wasn't one of his favorite things to do, but it would become a necessary evil in his line of work. Thankfully, he didn't have to pay for this one. His flight from Sarasota to Detroit...

Dirk and Roxy Pt. 02a

by PoeticallyChivalrous on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Nothing happened and they cleared me to go home that Monday afternoon. Rehab was easy, just the old rubber band exercises and I was on my way home again with a new brace. The most exciting part, no pain, very little anyway. Roxy being very happy things were going well and drove me home in her car, an older Civic. Yup, the yard looked great and a brilliant id...

Castles Made of Sand

by Riven___Caulfield on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

ONE: A SIMPLE FAVOUR Sleep. Sleep is good. The warm, comfortable, soft cocoon of my own bed wrapping around me like a world apart. No cold. No noise except for the blood in my ears. I don't know how long I'd been like that. It could have been days. Safe in the dark. Silent and whole. But the earthquake blast of the door opening. But the lights exploding o...

Runaway Bay

by Crystals.Hubby on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

This is a long story, a husband’s eye view of Runaway Bay, submitted by Crystal607. It can be read as a stand alone story. * My name is Barry. I’m a professional photographer in my early forties, with a stunning young wife and model, named Crystal. We live in England, and because of work commitments, we take our vacations during our winter. She posted he...

Teamwork

by thornapple on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Chapter One I watched as her slender fingers slowly slid down the page as she consumed the words of the book in front of her, page after page. I was fairly familiar with the romantic mystery she was reading and wondered if she was being transported into the wonders that the author had put before her. Could she feel the texture of the robe the man was wearin...