Colin MacDonnell rode with haste through the countryside towards the attacking MacRae's. It was his duty to watch them and ride back when they started to march for Donan. Having lived, travelled and hunted in the area all his life, he knew the best route to take and where he could safely watch them without being spotted. It was his deepest hopes as he prayed...
Authoress's notes: I was reading the book 501st, and ran across a little line about the Empire wanting to buy beskar manacles from the Mandalorians. So I thought, would you spend millions of credits on something without being sure that it works? Perhaps on a young, attractive, incognito Jedi named Scout who could model the beskar manacles before you decide t...
© 2018 Unity Mitford. All rights reserved. The author asserts her right to be identified beyond the grave as the author of this story. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review. Well, it's the Winter Holidays...
In somewhat of a departure from my usual style, the first part of this story is a long intro, in fact there is no sex of any sort in parts 1 or 2. Part 1 is about a poker game. If you find the poker part uninteresting you can skip over it. Any readers who enjoy Hold'em though, will probably like that part. Do be sure to read the details of the crazy bet at t...
Dedicated to my wife's grandma. (Not enough of this story is fiction). Thanks to BarBar for helping me with the plot and characterisation, and to James E. Henry for editing. This story is vastly improved because of their assistance. ------------------------------- Steph grimaced as she peered into her grandmother's room and wondered, once again, just what...
Soon after hubby and I moved to suburbia, Mary, one of our new neighbors asked me to act in a local production. I initially said no, but she said I did not actually have to speak and that it was for charity and lots of the other neighbors were getting involved and; that everyone was playing a part in the production! She guilt tripped me until I found myself...
Midnight Mince Pies ************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan November 2017 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living p...
Edited by the incomparable "Wires". His assistance improves my work drastically. I appreciate all he does for me. Jason Lowery IV moved quietly down the hallway that connected 'the children's wing' to the rest of the house. He snorted when he thought that. Both of his parents liked to put on 'airs' as his grandmother called it. They did live in a somewhat n...
I was new to the area, so I had to find all new replacements for things I took for granted not long ago. One of those things was a new hair stylist. Having longer-than-average hair for a male, and not wanting a cookie cutter haircut, it was difficult to find a stylist that knew how to do a decent job on a man with longer hair. On my way to and from work ever...
Chad Corbett wasn't going to look at the thing in the corner. He looked up at the mirror on the ceiling instead. Reflected back in it he saw his nude form lying on a pink silk bedspread. Chad was tattooed and buff. He was proud of his body. It had taken long hours at the gym to develop that chest and abs. The bed was big and fancy. It was a proper fancy ta...