Copyright Oggbashan December 2017 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story is set at the time of the Hundred Years War. Convers...
Foreword: This is a work of fiction. None of the people in this story are real. None of these events ever happened. This story is nothing more than words that came from my imagination. Any similarity to any real people, places, or events is purely coincidental. Operators of erotic story web sites, whether free or fee-based, have my permission to post my st...
The sun rose over the City of Napata, Capital of the Kush Empire, and bathed the African metropolis in its eerie light. In the antechamber that had become his dwelling, the Vampire stirred restlessly. Even this far below ground, he could feel the sun bathing the landscape, and knew it was time for slumber. Yet, try as he might, the Vampire could not sleep. H...
+ Masterman Loki was standing on the top of the small hill just outside his village. He was staring north at the village of the Artarians. Artarians were neighbor of his tribe, Tiberians. But their relation was the worst one anybody can imagine. A war had been going on for almost a decade and it was getting worse each day. And at this point the feud betwe...
Chapter One Hundred Sixty-Five: Amgeforn The letter came by Raven; Levi puffed into my office, a sheaf of rolled parchment clutched in his fist. "Lady Sierra! Where is Commander Alistair?" Levi had quickly learned that the fastest way to find a particular Warden was generally to ask another Warden -- or me. I wondered what he thought about that. It's a bit...
White House "First and foremost Tim, I'm sorry for your loss," the President says as Timothy Stanos walked into the office. "Thank you sir, it's a loss for all of us." "I just hope that's all it is," McKinsey says. "What do you mean?" "Come on Tim. He was found at an abandoned airport with a bullet in his head. He's the Chief of Staff. I just hope he wa...
Chapter 1 It was the summer of 1918, in a small town in Central Russia. The World War was in progress, though Russia had recently made peace - with the Germans. Internally, Russia was in chaos. The Czar had been overthrown, and his whereabouts were not definitely known. There were rumors that he had been executed; others said he had fled to England. No...
Chapter One Hundred Forty-Five: Barrier to Entry All of our forces had lined up in ranks, five across, in front of the opening leading further underground. There weren't as many as I'd hoped, between the injuries and those left to guard our rear. The soldiers themselves seemed tense, as though their numbers were weighing on their minds as well. We'd been s...
Chapter One Hundred Forty-Two: Seek and Find Anxiety drove us, and despite it being mid-afternoon when we left the Vigil, we managed to make good time, continuing well past dark. We'd met up with Oghren and Wulf along the way, so between those two and Aedan, Alistair, Justice/Vander (Vustice? Jander? Maybe not), Alim, Zevran, and a reluctant Sigrun, we had...
Chapter Fifteen Intrepid - 3756 C.E. It was now over a month since the Intrepid plunged into the Anomaly and Paul was no more relaxed about it than he was before despite Beatrice's constant reassurances. What troubled him most wasn't just what was going to happen to him now that he was inside the Anomaly but whether he'd ever return to the universe he came...