Acknowledgement: I'd like to express my gratitude to Snooper for taking the time to critique the original draft of this story. I want to thank this editor for their advice and guidance, both that which I took, and that I didn't. Chapter 1 Matthew Moore completed the house around midyear 1870. He had begun construction of the home he was building for his fu...
Backroads or: On Being Blown Sideways Down the Road Less Traveled There's something peculiarly energizing about a road trip, even if, as is so often the case, it's a journey to nowhere in particular. Even if you've been down the same road a hundred times before, there's always the hint of something new in the air, some new adventure at hand right around t...
Authors Note: This is my entry into the 2016 Nude day contest. It is slow to start but has elements of both heterosexual and lesbian sex. I understand that long stories are not for everyone but if you manage to read all of this epic effort, please vote and comment. Thank you. ~ellie * Joanna pulled up in front of the pretty little riverside house and got...
This is my third contribution to the Summer Lovin' contest 2019. Please remember to vote at the end and thanks for taking the time to read. I hope you'll enjoy my version of an enemy to lover's romance. Note! Night crabbing is allowed in some countries but forbidden in others. The crabs referred to here are 'Cancer pagurus', a species that lives in the Nort...
It happened 10 years ago on a trip to Italy. Dante was so excited about showing me where he grew up as a child that each night he took me somewhere different. At first it was only places he used to play with friends or hung out as a kid. Later on he took me to the place where he had his first kiss. He smiled and kissed me while we were there, telling me. "...
We are nearing the end of my story now. You already know how it ends. There will be no happy ending. Just tragedy and ruin. Are you sure you want to hear the rest, dear Adrielle? Very well. Then I will tell you. All of it. But once you know what I did, if you decide you cannot love me anymore, if you despise me for it... ...I will understand. 1 Verus' wo...
Author's Note: This is a story I wrote almost ten years ago and had completely forgotten about, recently discovering it while cleaning up my hard drive. It was going to be a multiple chapter series; however, thought it would make a perfect submission for the Halloween event so submitting in its entirety. I hope you enjoy and vote favorably! * "Mr. Wilcox?"...
Author's Note:- I wish to thank all my readers and fans for their support during these two months. I have received both praise and criticism on my works and I appreciated it all. I had always loved writing ever since I was able to hold a pencil. The past few years had been challenging years for me, and I abandoned quite a bit of my writing. I am very slowly...
Prologue: The Island, 1813 The woman stood on the shores of her homeland, gazing out to sea. In the distance, the ship was but a speck, no longer visible. The children had left, at last, as shehad always known they would have to.Their father had come to take them away. After seven years, he had finally come. It was too soon. She had been setting her plan...
Author's note The first story in this tale "The Archer" was entered into the "Romance" category of Literotica was very well received. This second story was written largely in response to the encouragement I received from Literotica readers wanting a follow-up to the original. I have envisaged a trilogy, the third story entitled "The Archer's Lady" has an ou...