She was conscious only of the book in her hand and the steady passage of stations until she felt the prickling sensation of eyes upon her. Glancing up she was suddenly aware of how empty the carriage was. Looking left or right, there was only her, and the boy. She'd noticed him when he'd got on just after King's Cross, then had forgot about him as the rumbl...
Kara comes home from work and finds a note on the door that reads, "Hello darling I know you had a hard day at work. Now that you're home you're mine. Come on in and take off your shoes. The phones are unplugged and dinner is cooking." She takes off your shoes and walks in. She finds rose petals on the floor leading to the bathroom. Following them down the...
Hey, all. This is my first submission to this site! It's probably going to be a little rough, all works are in the beginning. Feedback is always valued. This story is based on the "Elites" fictional universe by masterlovehurts. ***** The Elites have full sexual control of anyone anywhere they want, chosen by the government through unknown means. Everyon...
Do you remember the night we went for a walk? I realize that is not very specific, but I suspect you know the night I mean. It was a hot night, too hot for the little window unit air conditioner in our living room. We both sat on the couch reading, trying to take our minds off the heat. I glanced up from my book to look at you, your black hair pushed back, s...
The Battle of Orbendarth. It wasn't even close. The commander of the Rathkin army was strong, he was powerful. Foes kneel before him, his army listened to every word. Commander Rixx was the most powerful general that ever lived. Not only could he command an army the most perfect possible, he was a demon in his armor. A demon to anybody that looked at him. Co...
Leanne walked up to the old people's home and looked at the sign; 'Rosefield Manor'. The building was dark and grey, sending a chill down her spine just looking at it despite the relatively mild autumnal afternoon. The bare trees outside, as black as the gothic looking stone the building was made out of, did nothing to ease her worries. There was always some...
Introduction Hi, my name is Joanne. I'm 28 years old, blonde and a bit overweight. Perhaps that explains my situation. My sex life, except when I was still at school, is a pretty solitary affair. I masturbate at least twice a day and fantasise a lot – that's when I do it more often. I own a small franchised coffee bar attached to a bookstore and often thin...
Will stroked Lynn's soft hair as she stared past the walls of their apartment. There was a time when the thought of having her head resting in his lap would have been just another one of his fantasies about her. He considered the irony that now that it was really happening, he wouldn't categorize the situation as a fantasy at all. He felt another wave of sha...
Faith is sitting in her living room, on the soft, warm rug, her back leaning on the sofa, a glass of white, semi sweet wine in her hand. Slow, gentle music is playing in the background. Her eyes are drawn to the bright flames licking the firewood, and she's lost in her thoughts, seemingly forever. Sipping some wine she almost misses the refreshingly sour aft...
He kept coming to me in dreams, even though I could not see his face nor could I hear his voice, I knew it was him I just sensed it I suppose, sensing things is something I have always been very good at. The first time I awoke in a cold sweat with my heart about to pound out of my chest I was not quite sure what was happening. The window was partially open a...