Author's note As with many of my stories, not much in the way of sex. Hope you enjoy it anyway. Talemaster * His Eminence was dying. He welcomed it. A life of deprivation and hardship would finally get its just reward. He felt sure he would go to Heaven. He had more than made up for that one event in his life where he had taken the wrong turn. God had fo...
*Note: In Italian, both Maestro and Padrone denote the term master. The former is used in the setting of a teacher, whilst the latter is used to denote someone who owns something. I prefer to use 'Maestro', as I am being taught something during these sessions. * At long last, Master has phoned! He kept me waiting five hours, during which time I wept from...
SO FAR: A jobless and sensitive young man becomes innocently associated with a bubbling woman in her late forties who lives alone on a vineyard out of Auckland, New Zealand. Nash is attracted because Hope Honeybun drives a beautifully re-built and upgraded 1939 Chevy pick-up and draws him from his ‘shell’ with ease. Hope Honeybun’s interest in young Mr Carso...
Yep yep yep -- I know. You're all kinda like "About freakin' time!" And you're 100 % right to be kinda pissed. I can say I'm sorry -- because I am -- and I had no intention of going months to post the next chapter. I really didn't. But it happened. Will it happen again? I hope not. But it might. My personal life went, well, it went right in to a mega shitsto...
This story starts last summer, my first holiday without my family as I'd just turned 18. I'd gone to the same resort I'd been to so many times with them, a beautiful beachfront hotel on a little island just off Cuba, still belonging to Cuba but far enough from the mainland to be much more tranquil than most Cuban resorts. There was a lively nightlife but thr...
This, like the first Chapter, is a true story. In this case, I did not add much, except change her name and the name of the school. If you have not read the first chapter, I encourage you to do so. Please leave feedback at the end. I am a new writer, and would like to read how you would have me improve. ***** A week had passed since that first encounter wi...
Sei sempre stato una persona riservata cha si faceva i fatti suoi. La gente ti vuole bene e si fida di te. Per questo vieni sempre a sapere tutti i fatti della loro vita... Tra un discorso e l'altro esce fuori un argomento che non ti aspetti e vieni a sapere uno dei più importanti segreti di una tua carissima amica...What's next? In incognito What's next?...
Mist filled the valley, winding and ribboning through the woods and caressing the buildings of the village, dank with the river's breath. It shivered as it slipped through the gaps under the doors, filled with barely-seen shapes and a faint murmuring, heard by infants and the very old. It swirled along the roads, hurried along by unfelt breezes that were tin...
SO FAR: A jobless and sensitive young man becomes innocently associated with a bubbling woman in her late forties who lives alone on a vineyard out of Auckland, New Zealand. Nash is attracted because she drives a beautifully re-built and upgraded 1939 Chevy pick-up and draws him from his 'shell' with ease. Hope Honeybun's interest in young Mr Carson is that...
Chapter 1 "The Children of War" He stood in the doorway; the unruly, raven mane barely cleared the frame and flowed down between his shoulders. A half done attempt to hold it back with a leather strap threatened to tear loose and give in to the midnight wave of his curly locks. A giant's hand, rough and gnarled from year's of hard labor swatted back the...