A novel by Christopher Scott Wagoner - "Damn you," Steve said, squinting his eyes to slits "you don't belong here. I'm going to to get rid of you, no matter how much it hurts." His fingers closed on the strand of wet, slippery gray hair. He yanked his arm downward but the pale invader's coat of moisture proved too much for his grip. Cursing, he tried seve...
Authors note: Before you begin I would like you to be aware of what it is you have found here. This story is long, and gains momentum at its own pace. It was written contiguously therefore each chapter should ideally be read in order to maintain continuity. They simply were not written to stand-alone. If you're seeking a fast-paced bawdy read, I'm afraid I'l...
Chapter 37- Topock We pulled into Topock on the afternoon of the eleventh day out, our mule train drawing out all the folks who had set up a tent city along the river. I recognized some of the women and saw they had brought a few men along as well. Among the crowd was Charlotte Jenkins who called out to me, "Oh Josh is that really you?" she must have recog...
Hi Folks, For my first story of the new year I decided to give you guys a salad. When I started writing this story I wanted to write something in line with HueDogg's comment from a few weeks back. At the same time I've been thinking about how ny stories usually end with the guy and his new woman driving off into the sunset. I usually do that for two reasons...
Disclaimer: This fanfic is based off the Neverwinter Nights community module by the name of "A Dance with Rogues" created by Valine. I fell in love with this story and felt compelled to write something that compliments it. This story contains explicit content and graphic violence. All characters except Shiloh, Bastian, Rhys, Nicca, Ni'as, Narev and Essex are...
My name is Jennifer Yang. I was your typical Asian-American princess born and raised in southern California. I was attending UCLA majoring in business, intent on professional success and marrying well. But then I fell in with a bad crowd (according to my parents) and everything changed. They were Hollywood types; stuntmen to be specific. A stuntman stands i...
It says in Ecclesiastes "time and chance happens to them all." Before recent events, I believed things happened for a reason. Now I am not so sure. Everything used to be knowable and predictable. Mark and I had a wonderful life. We had a circle of friends and were heavily involved in our church. I was thinking that in another two or three years, the time wo...
Author's Notes: This is the direct continuation of "Mud and Magic." If you happen to stumble upon this piece by accident, I urge you to go back and read the first three chapters. No recaps here. This chapter was made possible by the endless patience of my lady love, the invaluable input of beta reader MisterWildCard and the editing magic of bikoukumori. A...
Authors Note: I would like to thank a generous soul who edited my mess. I learned a lot about punctuation in the process. Thank you kind sir! ***** I looked out over the pool to a pristine beach not one hundred steps below the chlorinated water. To the left, I saw trees and a stone fence, to the right, more palm trees and the same stone fence. Both fences...
Disclaimer Warning- Ghost fans before you read my story I would also ask you to take notice of the story codes before you read. Code-Warning-FF-MF-BDSM-Interracial and it has a rather dark ending, that some may find offensive. So Ghost fans, warning this story does not have a fairy tale ending. I also want to thank you for reading my dark version of the sh...