(Part III of the Dark Angel Series) In Memory of Moisie Date: Three Standard Months After the Destruction of Death Star I Like scarlet specters guarding the maw of the dimensional hells, the quartet of the Emperor's Royal Guard stood noiseless and inert on either side of the massive five-meter tall obsidian door. Planted several meters before them, the sq...
Thanks to my team. They are: Girlinthemoon, Norafares, Hal, Pixel the Cat, and GeorgeAnderson. Harddaysknight is my mentor and gives me critical review. SBrooks103x also gives me a pre-post read. My thanks to you all. Just a light-hearted fun tale. If you're looking for death-vengeance, it is not here. If you just want a story I had fun writing and hope yo...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. *.* Thomas Nathan Thibodaux got out of his 2018 black and gold Mustang. He admired the glossy paint job, admired the s...
For the longest time, Morgana was silent. She had just told Adrielle her worst secrets: all of her sins, all of her guilt, all the tragedy that had come as a direct result of her actions. For six-hundred years she had been trying to run from these memories, and she had just relived them in all their horrid detail. It had reopened old wounds and taken her to...
April 21, 1889 Oklahoma Territory Abby tugged her late husband's long duster, securing it against the chilly breeze. Today and tomorrow morning were for standing in the long line of families and single men waiting for the cannon in Fort Reno to fire. The race would begin at noon. Figuring out how she was going to stay on her homestead for the required five...
In a large dimly lit cave ten black-robed figures were gathered around a cage that contained a partially furred grey skinned Grokan beast. It had large tusked teeth and red eyes. Even when tied with chains to the cage its muscular form towered over everybody who was present. “So, you just meet in this cave to worship a caged beast. For some reason that doe...
My name is John d'Eaux, pronounced like the female deer. Please don't try to make a funny joke about it. I assure you, I've heard them all and they weren't funny the first time. My ancestors came from France. Leave it at that. My folks died when I was little, leaving me to be raised by my Uncle John, a successful stockbroker and confirmed bachelor who hadn'...
BY LISA BETH DARLING Writing as Ebony Clarke An Anti-Fanfiction Fifty Shades of Grey Piece Moon Mistress Publishing USA Moon Mistress Publishing New London, CT 06320 This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual or fictional eve...
**Wednesday Morning** I was a little disoriented waking up in the guest bedroom by myself but quickly remembered last night. My dick was hard; a combination of needing to take a leak and the memory of the blow job my three roommates gave me before I tucked them into my bed for the night. I stumbled into the bathroom Kate and Gina shared, flipped up the toil...
Morikis Bonecarver heard the heavy footsteps of the orcs waddling down the stone corridor well before they reach the door. Just as he thought, three hard knocks followed. "Fucking orcs," he growled through clinched teeth. "Could their timing be more impeccable?" Angry, he withdrew his cock from the little chamber maiden's pussy and dismounted her from behi...