Chapter 2: Whip of Fire -- Fire and Ice! Tears still filled the youths eyes and his face was still wet as he sobbed pitifully now, shaking his head in some distress as if he hoped to be able to just will his pain away. Although he'd turned 18 he looked to be about 15 or 16 years, blond, tall and, very long-legged He stood in a corner of the room now, dr...
Eric walked up the front steps of his next job. The house was neat and white with a small porch. The front yard matched the house well with a neatly mowed lawn beneath a sprawling Poinciana tree. The flowerbeds were a riot of colour; tall dahlias with their impossible large flowers above snapdragons. In one bed a mass of sunflowers nodding their giant gold h...
" See you guys tommorow," Dove Cameron say to the crew of Liv & Maddie as she heads back to her dressing room after another day of taping. After about 2 hours of relaxing she removes her clothes and heads to her shower. By this time everybody but one guard had left. His name is Joe and unbenownst to Dove he has entered her dressing roo with the...
The bulk of the actual fable is taken directly from the Grimm brother's story. In olden times when wishing still helped one, there lived a king whose daughters were all beautiful, but the youngest was so beautiful that the sun itself, which has seen so much, was astonished whenever it shone in her face. Close by the king's castle lay a great dark forest,...
This story follows the short descriptive tales of the Blob, a fictional alien character, based in a post-wartime, nineteen-sixties' themed civilisation. Miranda, an American-irish red-head of tall physique and busty, bulging form, is best friends with Jane, a small, firm-formed dark haired woman of natural beauty. The two are nurses in an expansive medical f...
We awoke the next morning to sunlight streaming through the windows. Since we had agreed with our hosts that we would join them for breakfast on their deck at 10:00 am we just had time for a quick shower and to dress in shorts and light shirts and run down laughing to meet Jules and Amanda. There was a large round glass table set in the middle of the deck –...
Part 10 - The Mist on the Lake Artur returned to his sleeping chamber and bade Emmelyne leave. "I'll care for her now," he said, sitting on the bed and taking the hand of Miryamme his queen. "Don't leave me, don't leave me. I don't want to be left alone. Is my doll looking, with no eyes, no eyes?" "Sshhh, my queen," Artur calmed her, gently stroking her l...
Your name is Allison LaCroix, and you are a modern witch. It's honestly kind of glamorous. You are awoken by sunlight streaming through the windows and the sound of pages turning. You get up to see your demon familiar, Titivillus flipping through some book or other. His red eyes dart across the pages, reading with inhuman speed. His pitch black skin shines d...
"Phoebe Halliwell!" You hear some one shout. "Get your ass up!" You wince at the light streaming in your window as you make eye contact with you eldest sister Piper. "Yeah Yeah!" You give her your baby voice. "I'm up. Quit bitching!" As you swing back the covers Piper leaves the room. No sign of your ex-demonic husba...
"Muah!" Widowmaker blew a kiss into the camera and watched the red recording light turn off. The shoot was done, and so was she, at least for the rest of the day. Another job well done. She was the best at what she did. "Great work Amelie," the producer, Frank, said. He liked to pretend that no one could see the raging hard-on under his s...