Chapter Six – The Inner Sanctum Dani hurried behind Saskila as the lizardwoman strode down the long hallway, the room was huge. It was at least a couple of hundred metres long and the ceiling, which was held up by two long rows of giant black pillars, rose at least half that distance in the air. The whole area was lit by tall braziers which burned with a da...
It was a Saturday morning at the tail end of April, four months since I had returned from my Christmas adventures, 12 weeks after we had photographed Jack and Sandy, when Ali strolled into my room with two mugs of coffee and plopped herself down on my bed. It was becoming a habit, some mornings, particularly on a weekend if she was on her own and feeling bor...
3 Sayoko rose from the silken disorder and slid open the pillow room's paper-and-wood door, which glowed like a lantern. Cloud-like futon lay on the pale tatami in the severe candle-lit elegance. She slid open another door, of milky glass and wood, and disappeared into the steam. The sound of her hand in the water sent a sharp, almost painful image swiftly...
One man, wearing biker gear and tearing up the streets leaving a trail of smoke, sped along the deserted highway. He was a lone wolf, choosing not to be in a clan but to ride on his own. He bore no colours, just a simple leather jacket with embroidered flames crawling up its back. A red bandana covered his face, deep dark brown eyes piercing the road before...
The furtive figure tiptoeing through the predawn gloom had been named Laura once upon a time, but that time was now long past. How long? Three months, perhaps; surely no more. But Laura was a human's name, after all, and the figure -- which squatted, urinating, among the gnarled roots of an ancient elm -- was no longer human. Her owner was pleased to call h...
My name is Harriet Tamlin and my life didn't start, not really, until the summer after my eighteenth birthday. I spent the first seventeen years of my life at death's door. Well, maybe not literally, not every day. I'd take breaks from chemo, sometimes they lined up with breaks from other things, and before you knew it I had burr of hair on my scalp. I'd p...
Alanna Ch 09 "Swallow! Swallow!" ordered Mirjalla impatiently, pushing Alanna's head down. Choking as her throat was forced over the hard, greased leather dildo, Alanna's grip clamped on the wrists holding her, thumbs pressing hard into the pulse points. Instantly, Mirjalla yanked her hands backwards with a shriek, wailing something accusatory. Alanna was...
“Spike?” “Umflp?” “Wake up.” Dawn shook him furiously. The vampire was curled up at the end of her bed. He’d stayed in her room because Buffy wanted her under twenty-four hour surveillance. Spike had fallen asleep after watching a rerun of Seinfield which he said was ‘bloody brilliant.’ “Dawn?” He muttered, on the verge of wakefulness....
Sorry for the uber ridiculous delay!! Hope you enjoy :) +++++++++ As the men approached us, I was frightened, but even more so I was curious. What the hell was in this liquid? I wasn't particularly scared that it would kill me, after everything they'd done to get us that seemed a little pointless. Then again I reminded myself, they are crazy kidnapping we...
HE WENT TO HER IN THE NIGHT, sporting a blue hooded sweatshirt that didn't quite cover the tufts of dark blonde hair spilling down over his eyes, leaping out his second story window and landing smooth and agile like a cat on the wet grass with a poof. Across the little backyard lawn to the neighbors house a cat hurried for safety, scampering and clawing thro...