Nancy walked along the path overlooking the ocean. The morning mist obscured the view of the blue sea which stretches far beyond the horizon on a clear day. All that was visible in the fog was the Hopewell Rocks. These giant stone monoliths rise from the beach floor to a height of over thirty five meters. The rocks tower over the seascape below. Their imposi...
Dawn woke after having fallen asleep with Charles at her side. The first sensation she noticed was an ache that permeated her core. As she pulled an arm towards the ache in her body, she felt the soft burning reminder of her being trussed up like a mainsail. Her gray-green eyes first focused upon the red roughing of her wrists in the lantern's flickering glo...
Introduction Eban. With it's long history as a resort Island where wealthy black businessmen could come and play with many of it's gorgeous white women. White couples were recruited around the country with the prospect of making a great deal of money for their two year stay at Eban. Women that were previously married who worked at the resort had to obey the...
Having changed the cotton linen on the Mahogany four poster bed, with a set of ivory satin sheets and matching pillow slips, the woman slowly walked into the wardrobe and took out a small, red leather case that had been secretly stored behind the clear vinyl garment carrier, which covered several pricey evening gowns. This was something that even her husband...
Darla had always believed in werewolves, vampires, and ghosts. She just never thought she would meet one, let alone a whole colony of them. She looked at the six women/wolves standing in front of her. "Well, I understand the initiation part, but who am I supposed to marry and why?" She asked calmly. The wolves looked at each other in confusion. "No one...
Author's note: This is my own retelling of a very common story, that of Hades and Persephone. This is my most favorite mythological love story. I've always identified with the transformation from innocent girl, Kore, to dark queen of the underworld, Persephone, and Hades is the ultimate strong male-love that. It's more about passionate burning love than sex,...
Nicolette had spent most of the day stewing after a conversation in the early hours of the morning with her best friend and Court Spy Isabella who had declared her naïve in matters of the heart; only now did she acknowledge that her red-haired friend might very well have been right. The Inquisitor with her long flowing silver hair finally let down from its t...
"Well, we're finally here," he says pulling into the gravel driveway and stopping in front of the cabin. The headlights of the SUV briefly highlight the log cabin rented for the weekend before he turns the engine off. "Ready to go in?" The passenger smiles and stretches in the front seat, a little stiff from the car ride. Her light brown curls falling over...
This is a work of fiction any similarities between the characters, events, or locations in this story and actual locations, events, or people are purely coincidental. © 2005 Warlord * That went well – NOT! I was back on my island hillock, sitting against a pine tree, with my cape intertwined in the boughs above me shedding the persistent drizz...
The relationship between a priestess and the goddess was special. I knew her, knew her wishes, and she granted each and every one of us some measure of her power. Hers was to nurture, to heal, and for the first time I found myself wishing I had that same connection to her husband, the god of strength and protection. "This cannot be," I said to Marxim. "It...