(WMD = Winter Men's Dilemma; My own irreverent spin on the BBC mythology) *Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *This story is NOT TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY!* * Vlad ~ "You actually expect me to believe my father, brothers and I have the genetic capability to addict every woman we h...
CONTENT WARNING: Like most of my stories this one is fairly long and plot-heavy (though to be fair, it's plenty smutty, too). It contains occasional racial epithets and some rough kink content that some may find uncomfortable, so reader caution is advised. Anything that might be construed as depiction of a real-life person, or subculture of persons, is ficti...
Rhiana could barely remember how long she had been enslaved now. Somewhere in the back of her mind were some distant memories, long forgotten scenes almost viewed through someone else’s eyes. Images of playing with her sisters on a family vacation aged only six years; classroom lessons at high school; collecting glasses in the Three Brooks, trying to catch t...
Warren was in the bedroom when he heard the garage door open. He smiled knowing that his wife Laura was back from work and they had the house to themselves. Their eighteen year old son, Justin, was out with his friends. As she walked into the bedroom, Warren said, "Hey honey...looking very hot." She was wearing low rise dress pants that tightly hugged her d...
Fate predestines two souls to love each other for an infinite number of lifetimes. That's the storyline of my last post, "Timeless." Most of the people who read it realized that it was a trilogy. But I was on deadline for a book in my day-job and Randi's closing date was fast approaching. My buddy RichardGerald told me to finish the damn story and I finally...
After what happened at the Ahmed's Halloween party, Julie was wracked with guilt. She made it clear to me that she does not want to talk about what happened at Ahmed's home. She was very unhappy that she had allowed such kind of depraved debauchery to happen again. She became very reticent and distant with me. Julie stopped being the cheerful Julie that I ha...
"We've got a new girl," Bran informed Daegon. "Cleric." Daegon paused, looking at his companion in surprise. "I thought we were supposed to vote on new party members," he said mildly. He detoured from his path toward the tavern's door and strode to the bench where Bran sprawled. Bran waved him to sit. Daegon shook his head and stood, crossing his arms. "Sh...
by Philip Johnson Chapter One Portsmouth, Ohio. It's a blue collar town where the south flowing Scioto River joins the mighty Ohio River. Take away the rivers and there never would have been a reason for a town being built there to start with. Like so many times over the last few years I came in from Slab Run Road onto highway fifty tw...
Freebird! Eddie Nesbit could not carry a tune under the best of circumstances but with only the uncaring wind to hear him bellow, emulating Ronnie Van Zant was not the hardest task. Above the hearty drone of the 351 Ford motor pushing him up the mighty Mississippi in an old Ski Nautique, Eddie and the late Van Zant sang their hearts out in praise of the als...
Chapter 1 Palmer McIntyre sat on his porch enjoying the morning view of the shallow valley below. The narrow-broken skyline of Gallatin, Missouri could be seen peeking between the rustling tips of lush green trees in the distance. Listening to the morning news on the old radio, a broadcast caught his attention. "This is Roger Cross with breaking news; A...