Chapter Two: How a fallen tree saved him. Had he ever known his wife? I guess that this is what husbands think when they get in his position. It is probably the hardest question for a man to handle, too. The answer could mock your entire existence. Like ripping a tablecloth from under crystal and china. Leaving a mountain of shattered illusions. You may...
"Let Alex and I fuck one last time?" Vanessa's words were coy, teasing and spoken with a smile. I snapped my head to look at her with an incredulous expression on my face. How could she possibly want to have sex at that point? Did she really think I could enjoy myself knowing the weight of the world hung over our heads, poised to fall and crush us at any m...
Melissa walked into the room naked, her hair wet, a towel in her hands: "You know that thing we've been talking about? I think I might have someone." The thing we had been talking about... I could not immediately recall what thing exactly was. In my defense, her presence in her naked form still had the habit of making my brain shut down and my eyes pop out....
Author's Note : This is my first attempt at a series. I hope you enjoy it. I will gladly accept constructive criticism, and/or encouragement. I apologize, in advance, that Part 1 may lack enough"action" to suit many readers. I will try to make up for the lack of "action' in following chapters. I need to lay the groundwork for the characters and story that wi...
Munich, Germany June 21, 1995 Gabriel Knight smiled as he led Grace Nakimura to the building reserved for the party. He had a few surprises in store for her this night. This was going to be a celebration to remember. First, the party was to celebrate the release of "The Lone Wolf," the novel "loosely" based on their last case. Gabriel told his publisher...
Dawn came down the stairs to see two surly vampires staring at one another in their usual state of disgust and dislike. It wasn’t at all how she envisioned her morning. Actually, she’d expected to wake up in Spike’s arms and was disgruntled that she’d woken up alone. She’d planned on snuggling up to him and engaging in more of their playful pillow talk. “Daw...
This is a short little story that crept into my mind, before I rolled out of bed this morning. Sometimes that's when I get ideas for stories, most of the time though I forget them before I can get my teeth brushed. It's the shits getting old. It's a story about a man whose wife pushed him to go to a party with her that he didn't really want to go too. A man...
This is my attempt at a "porn parody" (for lack of a better description) of Ancient Greek mythology. It is not a direct adaptation of any one story, but an original tale made of bits and pieces pulled from several Greek myths. The intention was not only to create a work of erotic fantasy, but an epic saga that paid loving tribute to the poets and playwrights...
Winston's wrists were shackled to the wall above his head. He was naked, save for a pair of ill-fitting prison briefs, and the door of his tiny waiting cell was behind him. He wondered how long they would keep him in this repurposed broom cabinet before actually getting around to the sentencing, and, once he was sentenced, how the accommodations would change...
prelude The Church of the Sacred Light, the iron fist that keeps the Empire in control of its people. Keeping the everyman in place. The Church's laws acting as the foundation of the Empire's government. Its dogma keeping them in fear. The Church and the Monarch a marriage that has ruled the people's lives for hundreds of years. And when there is a threat t...