~~Chimera~~ "We are in luck," he said. "Gaia has provided." Pinna and Medusa were up the moment the words were out his mouth. He waved them to sit back down, and he walked over to join them next to the satyr. "Did you run into anyone?" Bellerophontes said. "Anyone out there that might be trouble?" "It is as you said. The villages are far from here, but I...
~~Otrera~~ Well, shit. "Darian, wait!" she said. Damn man was going to wreck the world if she wasn't careful. "Why should I?" "You don't know what'll happen if you kill them. You could start what Charon was talking about, or who knows what." Darian snarled, and a rasp that sounded less like him, more like the first time she'd heard the mask came through...
~~Darian~~ Darian took a small step back, and kept his sword up and ready. "Patrius." "Patrius... the guard from Tiryns?" Otrera came up beside Darian, sword as ready as his own, and scanned over the group of villagers. They were just people, armor as old and untended as a farmer's sword, and untrained hands fumbling with their equipment with just as muc...
Writer's note: This is the third installment of the events concerning Eronemus. I endeavored to inject more information on the fantasy world in which he lives in as well as to build on existing themes. Hope you all enjoy it. Our story continued: It was a massive, heavy chunk of black stone, shot with veins of scintillating crystals. Arcane runes crawled a...
"Hello Miss Nigeria," Stephen Marcel said, as he looked at the six-foot-tall, curvy young black woman who emerged from the elevator and stepped onto the Carleton University library fourth floor. Clad in a dark gray vest over a white blouse and dark gray Capri pants, she was quite stunning. With rapturous midnight skin, a voluptuous body and a thick Afro, Nan...
A quick note, while I write about unprotected sex I certainly do not advise it in this day and age. Please take time to be safe in every activity no matter how eager you are to enjoy. I certainly hope folks continue to find this series entertaining. Reading my first comment from my last part.. Since this part was already written, I will try to add more hunti...
My name is Franklin Reginald. A tall, good-looking, forty-something black man of Haitian descent living in rural Georgia. In the good old U.S. of A. Like many men in this world, I work very hard to make a living. And if there's something which I absolutely cannot stand, it's those people who don't respect the hard work of others. Or worse, those who take the...
My wife Brenda and I have been having problems for more than a year, we didn't seem to agree on anything but in the last couple of weeks she had become a little happier. I couldn't identify anything I had done to bring about this change but I hoped it was something we could build on. One day there was nothing going on at work so I went home shortly after I...
The shooting schedule was unusually long today and the heat didn't make things any better on the two stars. Lucy and Renee were more than ready to call it a day by this point. They were starting their third season and were just about done for the day on episode four. The twenty seven year old strawberry blonde had spent most of the day dangling from wires fo...
Anteros woke in Lien's bed. He rarely slept in a bed. When he did he slept alone. Usually a mat on the floor was all it took to allow him to sleep comfortably. He'd slept soundly and only woke now because of Lien's intimate touch. He woke with an erection as he almost always did. The difference this morning was that Lien's hand was grasping it. "Good mornin...