I slept deep -- my dreams pleasant and warm. Tonight I found the gate of ivory and passed into a wish-born world of green fields and rivers. My cares and sundry crises dissipated like mists. No more tests or trials. I was the dominus Titus and all that lay ahead were wanton splendors and wicked wonders. Nymphs frolicked in the pastoral expanse and I reached...
To you who have read my stories many times, and felt touched enough to say something with no name, you know who you are my Pirate Queen. Perhaps it is time for bravery on your part and just speak your mind as I speak my heart every time to you. I apologize for the weird style...too much Spartacus I think. * The shock of what he saw hit like a sledgehammer...
Emma Frost, Karla's best friend in New York, was the person Karla decided to celebrate her good fortune with. They'd grown up together, Emma the daughter of a wealthy scion, Karla the daughter of the help. Vassar had educated both of them and they'd both started psychiatric practices, New York barely big enough for the both of them. It'd been a while since...
The dreams came to him again. October was their time and Halloween was when they culminated. The same dreams with the same voices, but always a different request. "Give us your wife," they said. @@@@@ Evan Connors looked at Daisy and smiled at her frantic attempts to carve the pumpkin into something presentable and not like something stabbed at by a psych...
Although stylized for entertainment value, the first part of this story is based on actual events. I'd like to thank Horrorotica for editing an early draft of this story. Any errors in grammar, syntax, characterization or plotting that remain are clearly the fault of the author, and no other. ** After twenty-five years of marriage, things were stirring an...
Eastern Thrace, 377 A.D. Zura was a beautiful girl. The great Lord God gifted her with golden blonde hair, bright amber eyes, and flawless skin. Her face seem crafted by the Lord Himself, in the visage of his loyal angels. Her figure was fit and nubile, the epitome of health and youth. Her bosom and hips were supple and curvaceous, the very picture of f...
Some chapters of the version that I have on stories online will be left out, due to the nature of the content. ***** Vicki struggled as an interior decorator already and now knew that she would likely lose her business. That thought really saddened her, because she had risked her savings and spent her time and energy on success in this business. Vicki desp...
After a lie down and a long bath they were both refreshed and ready for the evening. It had taken a while for her decide what to wear but in the end she settled on a figure hugging dress. Never one to show off her legs she had frequently started wearing more dresses and this black and white number had caught her eye a while back. Neither short nor very low c...
In her best-selling biography, Polly Tarantella makes clear that she ranks the most significant days of Crystal Passion's life as those from when she arrived at JFK airport until her fateful last day on American soil. It's probably not surprising that an American writer asserts that Crystal's few weeks in America should be her most important. Although Polly...
The bright summer day was Tyler's favorite. It simply brought out the joy of life in him after decades of seclusion in servitude. To his eyes, the human empire was a strange, exotic change after spending years in the monster girl's holdings, named Mamono Reik in some strange traditional lingo. Yet now he was in the Human Empire of Lescatie, retired after six...