A D&D based short story. Four adventurers together find a member of their party has perished. Grayson gives up his chance to go home to bring back the woman of his dreams, Edith. She in turn takes her opportunity to repay him. Thanks for reading. These will hopefully be recurring characters, and there is more to the current story. Naughty Shorts brings yo...
((Please enjoy, comment.)) CAUTION: Heresy ahead. If you are triggered by things such as mamono women pushing captured humans into servitude, turn back and report to Nun Aurelia for a debrief. YEAR: 2 Years after Megiddo. Maou is seemingly dead, and both sides are in disarray. Another skirmish. Grimdark summary : Captured by dark elves and tamed/dragged i...
The Wicked Unicorn Lounge... as enticing as it is elusive. Its origins unknown, and even its true purposes inexact. Yet its promises remain clear, and a soul has yet to be disappointed that has followed its luring call. She was just another woman in the marketplace, before the envelope was slipped between her fingers. Searching every set of eyes among the...
"According to numerous news outlets, the island of Haiti has been flooded by Hurricane Matthew, and close to a thousand of our people have lost their lives, we've got to do something," I said to my uncle, a nebbish, dark-skinned, bald, annoying and anal retentive little man named William Jean-Claude as we sat at the breakfast table inside his townhouse in th...
Sitting on the toilet inside the women's washroom of the Wal-Mart at Barrhaven, I sighed. That's right, pretty Muslim ladies in Hijab do fart, folks. Sorry if that shocks you. Seriously, I shouldn't have had that burger and those fries at the in-store MacDonald's restaurant. After farting a whole damn lot and basically dropping a deuce, I wiped my ass, pulle...
My stomach woke me with a growl. Those drinks at the tiki bar had been tasty but not exactly filling. What time was it? I fumbled about on the end table for my phone, the room's blackout curtains proving a little too effective. 4:20 PM, smoke them if you got them. Well I didn't "got" them and it never really did much for me anyway, but I could certainly iden...
The world changes but man himself doesn't change, believe me on that one. No matter how much time passes, or how many awesome technologies are discovered, lost and rediscovered, humanity shall never change. And neither shall I. My name is Abimilki Maharbal, although I go by Abe these days. A lot of people I meet nowadays think it's short for Abraham, and aft...
"This is going to be such fun!" Natalia said as they descended the wide stone steps leading to the Cathedral Cavern beneath the plateau village of On the High Place. Rick slipped his arm around her waist. "I hope you enjoy it." He couldn't help but marvel at his good fortune, to be on his way to a holy Dorianite festival with a loving and lovely woman, h...
(A fictional story inspired by a real life event) I was in heartbreak mode, but this heartbreak was bigger. I had just lost my mom last month and I had been grieving ever since. I know it wasn't my fault that my mom was sick with flu-like symptoms, I just didn't know how seriously sick she was when I found her on the bed of her bedroom in our house. I ca...
Country fairs in India are synonymous with temple festivals. Thousands of worshipers gather to venerate the Lord at the temple. These festivals are invariably held on the banks of the rivers, during predetermined months with favorable weather. The festivities include cultural programmes and religious ceremonies. Different stories and scenes from Hindu religi...