"Come here, girl," one of the sitting guards said, leaning back, smiling. I set my jar down and crossed the slaves' dormitory, kneeling in front of the powerful legs that his uniform handsomely contoured. I didn't look up at him, but I knew his eyes were laughing at my shaking. I didn't have to look at the other seated guard, either, to know he was watching...
Epilogue PRINCESS PRESTIRA TIADOA Being a Highland princess was a lonely ordeal. Though my mother was a "free spirit" and encouraged me to make friends outside of the castle, I couldn't bring myself to do it. A princess had her place, and it was not with the commoners on the street. That was why my only friend was my cousin, Adrianna Straltaira. Adri's m...
Private Enn Taroth had already accepted that he was pretty much fucked. As soon as he slid shakily into the chair provided for him by the inquiry board, he could feel it. There was no way around what they were going to ask and how he'd have to answer. As much counter-interrogation training that the Kalasian Outer Worlds had given him, dodging the questions w...
Author's Notes: Thanks to my lady love for turning a simple stroker into one of my usual rambling epics. Also, a heartfelt shout-out to my beta readers Chris P. and Thornfoote for timely and helpful input. Finally, thanks to alphadachs for providing a tight editing job on short notice. All participants in sexual acts are adults. * * * * Stoneridge was...
PART ONE Before you read any further I'd like you to ask yourself one simple question: have you ever felt jealous? I mean TRULY jealous. I'm not talking about the kind of jealousy you feel when your boyfriend tells you that he got drunk at a business conference and slept with some airhead from the office, although that kind is bad enough. I'm talking about...
68. The dresses are here. On the fifteenth of August, Dycke received a phone call, from U.S. Customs, to advise him that six very large boxes had arrived from Paris, and were waiting to be picked up. The boxes were inspected and approved and all customs duties had been prepaid. Dycke asked the agent, "Would they happen to be dresses?" The officer said, "Y...
COPYRIGHT 2017 by Richard Gerald This is a sequel to my story Unfaithful. The title comes from the Cole Porter song. Vickie did the editing, and I believe you will agree did a good job. The end has a tease for the next story. * The small black figure lay on the hard-green material of the cot. It was hardly the bed you would choose for a dying child, but...
37 Dusk was just extending its shadowy fingers over the scene. Surfers were wending their way home from the beaches, colourful surfboards slung firmly on top of colourful cars and vans. Zinc cream glowed beneath mirrored sun glasses on the faces that seemed to glow in the red rays of the setting sun. The homeward bound traffic from the beaches confronted he...
Note: This is a work of Fiction. Although the areas this story takes place in are real; the landscapes depicted, the people described, and everything else this story uses to make it enjoyable reading for you are NOT REAL. As you read this story, try to remember: THIS IS A NOVEL! 20. Prelude When Susan's cell phone rang, she recognized Sergeant's number im...
A love story on a gigantic scale In 1947, the Bedouin goatherd, Mohammed ad-Dhib, discovered ancient scrolls preserved in clay jars in a cave near Jericho. These scrolls represent the oldest texts of the Bible currently known to the world. In addition to the Biblical texts, scrolls and fragments of scrolls belonging to a mysterious Jewish sect were also dis...