Das Buch der Dunkelheit. Dieses Buch existiert schon Jahrhunderte lang und scheint einen eigenen Willen zu haben. Es bleibt nie verloren. Es sucht sich immer einen Meister. Seine Macht bezieht sich auf Geist und Körper und kann sogar die Realität umschreiben. Alles ist möglich. Zum Beispiel kann der Meister des Buches Macht, Reichtum und besseres Aussehen er...
...dürfen gerne auf ewig bleiben. Ich weiß, so geht dieser Spruch nicht. Aber in diesem Fall machen wir eine Ausnahme. Doch etwas zu mir: Mein Name ist Bernhard, von allen nur Bernie oder im Englischen “Börnie” genannt. Ich bin Anfang 20 und durchschnittlich gebaut. Ich sehe bestimmt nicht übel aus, bin aber sicherlich auch kein Adonis. Ich hab keinen so übl...
I'm Jason Connors, I use to just be the average writer down at the Daily News, but ever since my very public relationship with Natalie Portman, I had been turned into a full time celebrity interviewer. Well, actually, in truth I was briefly fired but when Natalie offered to give me the names of several hot shot celebrities, I was back in the game, this time...
I'm feeling a little better now. Must have been something I ate. Or didn't eat. My dream about the space station was so good, I thought I'd try and make it happen. So I dashed off a quick movie outline, based on my fantasy, plus some of the details of my life, fictionalized to make me anonymous for now. I don't really have $40 million to spare, and despite...
Monica bounced as she flopped onto her bed. She slammed her fist into her pillow, then buried her face in it and screamed with frustration. "Damn her!" She yelled into her pillow, "Damn her, damn her!" After a few more blows to her pillow she grabbed her cell phone and punched the quick dial number for her best friend. A moment later, Tricia's voice said...
Feeling a little bad that we haven't spent any time away from the apartment, we decide to go out for dinner. Arm in arm we follow the Maitre'd to our seats. all eyes , especially mine , are on my baby. I swear I heard at least one person berate their date for staring. Thinking back to earlier this evening, remembering her getting ready. Towel clad, walking...
Sam Nichols had a comfortable, reasonably well paid job in a computing firm called Stewart Computing. He was twenty two and had recently graduated college and had been lucky to find such a good job in the firm on the edge of San Diego, just a couple of hours drive away from where his parents still lived with his younger sister Lizzie in the small town of Riv...
The flash of the blue and red lights reflected in the glass of the emergency room doors as the ambulance stopped backing up and the doors flew open. The paramedics jumped out, sliding the gurney out of the emergency vehicle, and rushed their patient into the open hospital doors. Bic Randall followed close behind the scurrying medics. He was not going to be e...
Author's note: This story has elements of non-human, mind control, female submission and non-consent/reluctance. Please do skip it if these elements are unappealing to you. It is a little weird, and definitely not for everyone. Please do not read this if you are 18, are not allowed to read it in your area or find it offensive. Please do send feedback...
Rolling over, feeling a little groggy, Helena Stewart quickly realised that there was something not quite right. The hard mattress was not the soft sumptuous bed of her own apartment, the bare white walls not the passionate pink of her decor. Helena realised she wasn't in her own bed, wasn't even in her own apartment. She was wearing a small black leather br...