(copyright, March, 2002) 1 – Me My name is Diana Roberts. I am 48 years old. I live in a large metropolitan area in Canada. I am married but no longer living with my husband, and I have two sons, Robby, who is 23 and who is currently attending medical school here in the city we live in, and Toby who is a year and a bit younger and whom I haven't seen in a...
My name is Tatyana and I would like to tell you how I found my mate. First, I want to give you some background on me. I am the child born to Anton and Anna Belville. My family has been in this area since the late 1700's. We came to America to escape the persecution of our kind and have flourished here ever since. My parents are the alphas of our pack and hav...
The tears ran down her cheeks, the wind bitterly slapping at her as she raced through the woods. She urged her horse on, asking for more run. Her mare, ever willing to go faster took it up a notch, galloping like the racehorse she once was. Callie held on, trying to forget, trying to not cry even harder at the horror of her ordeal. She had to get away, had t...
It will probably be remembered as the most significant period in British history. Great Inventors gave us amazing devices like Babbage's numerator, Engineers like Isambard Kingdom Brunel constructed viaducts and bridges on a scale that would have made the Pharaohs jealous and literary geniuses like Jayne Eyre and Jules Verne stole our hearts and took us to p...
Author's note: this is my homage to Robert E. Howard's Conan stories, and also to some of the pastiches stories published over the years. I read them back in high school. Recently, I came across Modiphius Publishing's new 'Conan, Adventures in An Age Undreamed Of' role-playing gaming. It inspired me to go back, read REH's original stories, and begin writing...
"How many secrets can one person live with, before the secret impact on their life?" This was a question that Dan had asked himself more times than he cared to remember, although it wasn't what he was thinking this particular morning as he settled down for his usual cup of coffee while he read his morning paper. Dan heard a noise and looked up from his pape...
*** This story is set in the medieval Viking age, with elements of horror, and has MINIMAL erotic content. *** The Story Of Mist 1. Shortcomings (a tale of the Valkyrie Mist, set in Midgard) Cattle die, and kinsmen die,And so one dies one's self,One thing now, that never dies,The fame of a dead man's deeds.(Bellow's translation) Cattle die, kindred die,...
Hi it's me Tine again, in my last story I told you about how I meet Rashid and Yasir and got a real valuable contract for my company. The contact was not the only thing I got out of that meeting, as you surely remember I had a lot of delicious hot sex with the two black guys, I enjoyed them so much that I wanted them to fuck them unprotected and take their...
Now Aribor has delivered Remzain to the Great Sorceror Valdark. The story continues :- She is beautiful to those who value such things," said Valdark coldly. "She would indeed fetch a tidy sum in the slavemarkets of Grelb or Gorthon!" Aside to Aribor alone he whispered, "She would indeed make some powerful magic if she were left to our finer arts." Aribor...
The disease came for Scott Pender's father quickly. Before he could return home from a tour with Sacred Sacrament, a band that needed to hire him at the last minute because their guitarist disappeared into rehab, the neighborhood friends his father accumulated took care of him. He was grateful, the time and money they put in to make sure that his father had...