The flowers in Suula's hair slowly slid from the chestnut brown locks as the very tips of her hair began to drag in the deepening water. The moon above had cast a luminescent bluish glow on the water of the pool at the bottom of the cascading waterfalls. Suula's skin, too, had taken on a blue hue. She smiled softly at her reflection, then dragged a single lo...
Let me start by saying that I am always willing to step up and admit when I've made a mistake. I also hate being wrong so I have a tendency to avoid situations where those words "I was wrong" would have to escape my mouth. That said, the phrase "This is stupid," kind of became my mantra as my minivan sped along the nearly deserted roads to the lake. It was t...
Copyright (c) 2020 Ada Stuart, All Rights Reserved. This work may not be published whether for fee or free without this copyright. A special thanks goes to AussieGuy52 for editing this story. ***** The Final Lesson "I'm not practising," she admitted. She had shown all her cards, only to realise that she had the wrong colour and the wrong numbers. She...
*The pursuit of power is pointless unless you know how to use it* (The last of the current crop Frontma has delivered but more are to come) (Yes, this tale is supposed to be somewhat humorous and outrageous too. While not always comedic, I'd like to think it is mostly a good-natured romp.) A LONG STORY AND I DON'T KNOW THE ENDING "Zane? God Damn it, Zane...
Author's note: I started writing this a long time ago and enjoyed the way it was going (At least in my head). I've held off posting this first chapter because I wanted to get more done, but I'm curious to see if people are really interested in this story line before I go too much further. Please feel free to comment. I do read them. I also make an effort n...
A story by XXscribbler "Kristin Ann!" The shout cut through the late afternoon heat and bustle and hubbub of Monterey's open-air street market. The attractive young blond woman in an Army Specialist's uniform spun about, searching. The voice was familiar enough to flip her belly. The source was obvious -- striding tight-focused through the crowd in shorts...
Author's Notes: This story is erotic fantasy written by Etaski. I reserve the right to be listed as the author of this story, wherever it is posted. If found posted anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, this story is posted without my permission. © Etaski 2010 ****** This story, like most of my others, is based in current fantasy game set...
Here she was, naked in the dark. Cool but not cold. Her breathing shallow, her body motionless. Hearing distant sounds, and waiting. Eyes staring into the lightless black. Skin tingling. Anticipating the touch. The touch of a hand. ** As soon as he saw the girls running the ticket booth, Jeffrey decided that maybe this wouldn't be such a bad way...
Have you noticed that whenever they're showing a werewolf movie on TV, it's always told from the human's viewpoint and never that of the so-called unfortunate creature? Seriously, the plots are usually so boring and predictable that I always skip right past any werewolf/or creature movie. Hikers meet wolf-man in the woods, a few of these poor bastards get ki...
Chapter Eight Venus King Rand greeted Stephan Dean, the advisor to King Charlie. Dean was very good at getting information without arousing suspicions. In fact Charlie had trusted the man to dig into Katrina's past when they first had become betrothed. If it hadn't been for Charlie's mother Ariana, Kat would've never known that Dean had dug into her past....