"You may now kiss the bride." But no kiss came. The warmth of her hand suddenly vanishes, the feeling of standing on the stable ground switches to the stomach-churning pain of free-falling, and then my consciousness is severed. "Lily..." I murmur. My back hurts, my whole body feels like stone, nausea prevents me from trying to get up, and my nose is fille...
I received a hero's welcome at home about eight o'clock Friday after the trip home from Pittsburgh. The girls had held dinner for me, and were hyper-attentive to my every need. Ally helped me unpack and deal with my dirty clothes. She snickered that I hadn't used my gym clothes, and that I must have gotten my exercise some other way. Fran made sure I had a...
A note to readers: With this part, we enter the final third of the story, a third which has never been posted before. As such, please do not be surprised if the rapid updating pace of previous parts begins to slow down. I've written some 75,000 words over the last two months, and there's only so long one can sustain that level of output—especially with...
***** I wanted to get at least the first chapter of this up for Remembrance Day, or whatever 11 November is known as where you are. I've wanted to post this on time for the past five years, but something always comes at me over the horizon and it doesn't get done. And I didn't make it again, realising suddenly that there might not be enough time to have at...
Hi all! Annabelle here with the next chapter of HFHM! New to the story? Best to start at Chapter 1, otherwise you will have no idea what's going on. Returning reader? Welcome back! When last we left off, Yuki had entered the house and Mike had been captured by centaurs. Ready to see what happens next? I will warn you in advance, this is one of my rare cha...
When Mike and Lee got to their hotel room after their buffet supper, they realized that they were both super tired and that bed and immediate sleep was needed. Their usual hour or so talking was forgone in favor of the extra sleep they would get as the next day could prove to be another interesting and busy day, but would still provide them the opportunity f...
Once upon a time ... This faery tail (starring faeries, and lots of tail) begins as all stories begin, you, the fair maiden (sort of), a damsel, the darling daughter of the distraught Duke offered in sacrifice to appease the dastardly dragon of dangerous destruction. A faery tail like every other faery tail. And the 'tail'? Yours, that is? It is currently...
The Difficult Seduction of the Halloween Dangler, Snake Cracker, Bull Dropper and Pacifist Contender. * Christie was ready. Dressed in black with a tall conical hat and carrying a straw broom. She'd even had time to paint her face black. And her legs. And her arms. She'd been ready for a while, was extremely excited, and I was the slow poke. I didn't reall...
Forward: This story was given to me as a challenge. Think of it as an alternate history to some degree. There are historical personages represented who interact with my invented characters. Feel free to ask which is which. There is plenty of graphic sex in this story, along with a lot of combat and violence. Just warning you now. Reviews and genuine critique...
Nancy jogged naked on the treadmill. She was miserably hot. Sweat beaded on every inch of her skin. Her bare feet were sore from thudding on the deck of the machine. Her breasts hurt slightly from the bouncing, but she did not stop. Across her bedroom, Nancy could see herself in the mirror. That same mirror had, twenty years ago, reflected the sexiest li...