As you stand on top of the Forth Hokage's head sculpture, who you found out was your father few years prior, you gaze at the village of Hidden Village in the Leaves. While a younger you would daydream of ways to become Hokage succeeding your great aunt Tsunade, the current you is more tempered. Probably due to the numerous hits you received on the head from...
She was little more than a whisper when she entered the room- his room, his space. Her physical presence was the manifestation of a recurring dream. Dreams, in fact. Shared dreams. Dreams so vivid they both lived them. They fueled each other's imagination, ignited each other's passions, set alight each other's fire. The first touch of her fingertip to his s...
This page serves as a central root from which many one-shots, short stories, and adventures can branch from. The root itself is just to define a starting point, setting details, and main purpose for each tale tied to it. Effectively, this serves as a base-level introduction to the world- the stories themselves do not necessarily need to be read in order, or...
The sun has barely risen over the horizon; light from your window paints the room orange and gold -- the colors of dawn, a new beginning. Today is the day. You slip out of bed and into your clothes, a black cloak over some brown leather common clothes. You lace up your boots and head downstairs into the kitchen, where your mother has set out breakfast for th...
For Ashelin, life had been simpler since the corruption within the ranks of the Krimzon Guard had been exposed and removed namely her father, Baron Praxis and his cohort and her superior, Commander Erol. Kor was exposed not only as the leader of the Metal Heads but also their lead spy before he was killed by Jak. With their leaders gone, the threat of Metal...
We both took a breath as we exited the changing room, this was it, we were here, we had done it. We stepped out feeling nervous, exposed, curious and excited. Our first trip to a club! We had really done it! You had a short black leatherette dress, naked underneath save for a pair of sheer black lacy stockings and black high heels. I was wearing a skimpy pai...
This story is a new venture for me, far less graphic and explicit, and much more about emotion and an off-beat romance. There is still a bit of fetish in there because that's my thing, but I wanted to try and get across an empowering sexuality borne out of an unconventional equality. Hope it works, let me know your thoughts? ***** A Passion for Triathlon...
Quite what she was planning would clearly have to wait, she wasn't going to tell me now. I watched as Chris came out of the shower with just a towel draped round his lower half, Charlotte walked over to him and kissed him deeply. Her hand resting on his chest. He gave her bum a firm pat and squeeze as she walked past him into the bathroom. All through the ni...
Ethilathain re-entered the bedchamber as silently as he had left it. But this time he did not expect Callia to be perched on the bed glaring at him with her arms crossed and a stern expression on her face. "Just where did you sneak off to?" She asked, her eyes blazing. He tilted his head and gave her a pondering look. "I did not wish to wake you, my precio...
The night air was quiet, unstirred by neither man nor beast, only the near silent flapping of delicate wings. Creatures ran through the darkness, feet landing in a silence reserved only for hunters. Among the creatures ran one who was not one of their own in form though she joined them in spirit. Long streaming hair caught in a tight braid whipped around he...