Finally, the many years I’d spent had led to this Hour of Triumph! First the search for the Cave of Wonders where the Lamp rested, then following the less-than-worthy Gazeem’s demise there, I was forced to seek out the ‘Diamond in the Rough’. That should have been enough for me to obtain the Lamp, yet somehow within seconds of my obtaining it, the Lamp and...
I forgot to name the books that inspired me to write this story: - "The Sheik" is a 1919 novel by Edith Maude Hull - "A Son of the Sahara" by Louise Gerard (1921); "The Flight of the Phoenix" 1964 novel by Elleston Trevor "The Sheltering Sky" 1949 by Paul Bowles "The Sheik" is a novel set around the time it was written - so just after World War I. The fema...
The desert night is clear and cold; across the campsite the fire flickers low. The soldiers are sleeping; their soft snores rise like smoke into the sky. At the camp’s edge the horses shuffle and stamp. Only the Sultan’s guard remain vigilant; massive and wordless, they stand either side of his tent like djinn. They watch me as I push the door-hanging back...
In Brano's harem, life continued magically and sensually to flow from day to night, from dawn to sunset, from daybreak's rose-fingered colors to twilight's mysterious shadows. Life was full of rich beauty and pure luxury, and in the center of this splendor was Nirtasia spinning her enticing tales, enriching her lovers' happiness. It had been many moons since...
In the eighties, in Russia, there was no honeymoon trips for "Just married" couples. Or at least, they were just starting to become usual. "Svàdebnoe puteshèvstvie", this was he Russian term. My man would have liked to go home with me for a while, to Florence, but he could not leave his work place for a long period, and not even I could get a passport and a...
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They rushed out the gates of the palace, crammed into the steam-powered carriage, whose engine had been left stoked up in anticipation of the need for a speedy getaway. The carriage bounced through the narrow alleys of Istanbul at top speed, the chauffer honking its horn at any unfortunate person who got in his way. The girls were dispersed into the alleyw...
Afsoon awakened in the embrace of her ebony friend and lover Farisa and gazed into her brown eyes filled with adoration. "Good morning my jewel," Farisa purred and they kissed. Afsoon's eyes were wet as she replied "Good morning, dear one." When they were together they could almost forget they were harem sex slaves, subject to the whims of the cruel Genera...
Dawn's red curls stirred gently in the salt laden breeze as her misty gray-green eyes stared absently off to the horizon. The fading light blue of the sky rested gently on the deep azure of the sea, ruffled here and there by light crests of foam on the waves. "There is beauty here," she thought to herself as she stared absently, longing for the emerald green...
The first time I laid eyes on Adam Guillot he was yelling at some old white guy in the swimming pool at school because the guy had something to say about his athletic abilities in the aquatic realm. I should mention that Adam is the only black member of the university swim team and he's used to people coming at him with various stereotypes but that day, he,...