Susanna Reid Stories

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Father Uses Huge Asset Ch. 10

by acdd123 on Sep 26, 2017
Mature

It was the wedding day tomorrow. That afternoon the family had gathered to meet the vicar who would marry Kim and Martin. Richard and Marjorie listened with the engaged couple as the vicar and her husband, who was also a vicar, ran through the stages of the ceremony. The vicar, Mrs Reid, was dressed conservatively. She was around 40 but with a far larger bu...

The Horseman Ch. 01

by luciusgrey on Sep 26, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Hashashin New York City 1957 "We have just received news that confirm the initial reports stating that early yesterday morning Iranian sailors from their 6th Fleet, on drill maneuvers in the Caspian Sea, discovered and rescued Aiden Arden. Arden was known as the heir to Arden Technologies, playboy and the boyfriend of various actresses and models which mad...

Nellie and Seven Minutes in Heaven

by MsCherylTerra on Apr 13, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Author's Note: This is a stand-alone story that is part of a larger series about the titular character, Nellie. Each story that follows can be read on its own or together, in any particular order, though they will be posted in chronological order. The stories may fall under different categories, but all will tell tales of Nellie's various adventures. In th...

Highway to Krell - Hetero Edition

by Snekguy on Sep 26, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

CHAPTER 1: PEST CONTROL "Recruit! Why are there lizards raining from my goddamned vents?" The soldier stood, saluting. "I don't know, Sir!" The Staff Sergeant steadied his wide brimmed hat as a fat reptile fell from the air vent above the mess hall table, bouncing off his head and landing in a gravy boat with a splash. It motored its little legs, trying...

Highway to Krell - Bisexual Edition

by Snekguy on Sep 12, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

CHAPTER 1: PEST CONTROL "Recruit! Why are there lizards raining from my goddamned vents?" The soldier stood, saluting. "I don't know, Sir!" The Staff Sergeant steadied his wide brimmed hat as a fat reptile fell from the air vent above the mess hall table, bouncing off his head and landing in a gravy boat with a splash. It motored its little legs, trying...

Sweet Italian Rain

by MagicaPractica on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

He is a Roman God. All he requires is a wreath of olive leaves instead of the cap that covers his glossy curls. She watches him for several minutes before winding her way through carts, to the one where he is replenishing the grapes. Her hands move over the rough texture of sweetly ripe melons. She considers the dark purple grapes. They do smell seductively...

Dreamboat Ch. 03

by SleeperyJim on Dec 31, 2018
Novels and Novellas

Usual standard declarations about age, ownership etc. apply here. Still here? Then I'm very pleased to see you again. You sitting comfortably? Then I'll begin... If you read the first two chapters you're up to speed. If not then you're dragging behind. Give them a go! At least then you'll know something about what's going on, even if it's still a guessing...

Mage and The Bad Men

by Abdulbenthere on Sep 1, 2017
Erotic Horror

" If you lift a hand to my women it had better be to tip your hat." Note: CONVERSATIONS WITH A MAGE parallels the CARTER BROTHERS series. Pat DeVallera has retired from the New Orleans Police Department and convinced Lucius Carter and Lucius' wife Astrid to tell him the truth about the magic and supernatural events that surrounded the Carters in the Twentie...

Dreamboat Ch. 02

by SleeperyJim on Dec 18, 2018
Novels and Novellas

Usual standard declarations about age, etc. apply here. As an author, I set the characters up, tell them precisely what I want them to do, and then send them off to do it. And of course they bugger off and do exactly what they want. Honestly, it's like trying to herd cats! So if you read chapter 1, you'll know some of the characters already, and guessed the...

The Path

by chinadoll69 on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Faith Peters ran from the place she hated to call home for the last time. Her father, home drunk again had beaten her while her whisper of a mother watched with a teary expression. It was like an old recorder player, skipping to the same place in the song. Every night was the battle between his hand and her body. Not anymore. Tonight was different. Faith ro...