Authors note: This story is a continuation of a series and as such may be hard to follow if you have not ready the previous Trallis stories. I hope you enjoy this one though. Thank you once again to Mrs Wolf whose proofreading skills are invaluable to me. Chapter 4: Dancers in the Storm The entreaties to interview Nyx continued throughout the evening foll...
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...
Authors note: No pickaxe handles or guatamalen whorehouses in this one. Just some straight up consequences of life choices. The characters are based on actual people and pretty much all of the events have happened to people I know personally. I tried for a wife that wasn't hit by the martian slut ray but the story led me closer to the beam than I would have...
Gentle reader, welcome to my story, my entry in the Winter Holidays contest. It is a tale of murder, intrigue, and steaming, raunchy sex. If you will be just a little patient with me, we will get to the sex soon enough. I'd like to offer my sincere thanks to my sagacious editor, legerdemer. As the first rays of the dawn peered into his apartment, Bedrich...
NOTE: I will be posting this story on two other sites, under the same title. This was written for a competition in which the author was to avoid naming the characters or giving physical descriptions, so that readers could, hopefully, identify with one of the players. I hope I accomplished this. Any feedback or constructive criticism you care to give will be...
Thanks to everyone for their feedback on the previous chapters, with a special thank-you to my real-life editor. Remaining errors, if any, are mine. Reading the chapters of this story in order is highly recommended. All geek culture references are properties of their original copyright holders. ***** Michael Thomas Evans looked at himself in the mirror. It...
This one is for the Valentine's Day Contest, so your votes would be very much appreciated, and of course any comments you'd like to make. Since I think the idea of getting stranded in a storm by a fire is a really hot idea for a story, this is another take on that... * Ellie Sanders shivered as she got out of the shower, convinced she had goosebumps poppin...
This piece started out as a title on a blank notepad, and then shit just started happening. There's little sex, and not till almost half way though, so don't get your hopes up. This piece has a direction I want it to go, and that will make itself known in the next part. * * * * * Myrtle Of The Mountain Part One Saskatchewan, Canada Winter 1873 'Fuck....
1 Sydd had promised herself not to get involved—not that she was scared—though, if she had any sense she should be...it was just that, what was past—well—should be... 'past'.... Perri had reappeared—like a vision—not a 'sprite.' There was nothing spritely here in this apparition. No odes to youth and springtime. There was something of a cold edge here—a si...
bat your eyes girl, be / otherworldly / count your blessings / se / duce a stranger / what's so wrong with / being happy / kudos to those who / see through sickness, yeah // over and / over and / over and / over and / over * * * * * * I can't help singing softly to myself. "over and over and over and over and ohhhhhh hoh hoh hoh…" Sophie's nodding he...