At first it wasn't much. Just a peripheral acknowledgment that he was handsome. Hatred of the union and of this pompous man was too pervasive and clouded all other emotions for Myrna. It was late one evening, when Myrna had coaxed enough wine into a disappointed Genevieve to lull her to sleep despite being jilted yet again by her absent husband. Perhaps sh...
Synopsis: Damien was looking forward to a relaxing weekend free from his abusive father but things quickly took a downward turn when he got kidnapped. It appeared that maybe it was for the best, or at least not as bad as staying with his dad would be. Things start to become more complicated though as Damien reaches the brothel... Authors Note: I just want...
Most of the common folk are perfectly content to simply cower before a necromancer and his undead horde. Well, "content" may not be the word they would use, but they still cower all the same, never appreciating the necromancer's effort. That's the problem with peasants, really. They see one shambling army of the unliving and think they've seen it all. No res...
I didn't move for along moment as I reeled from Ethan's abrupt departure and the anger I could still feel rolling through the bond. I knew before he arrived last night that he would hate me for mating him, but the reality hurt. I could feel his frustration and anger and some sense of confusion. I sat on the floor feeling sorry for myself, and as I wallowed i...
"I've never been afraid of them. Not once. Because I had you." ~Katrina *** Luciano looked down at his hand in a daze. He could still feel Katrina's warm skin beneath his palm, smell her scent around him, see the spark of anger in her beautiful honey gold eyes. He felt his chest constrict at her cold tone, the one she used when she was pissed. He thoug...
"Ten minutes 'til midnight" Lindie whispered to herself. "I'm closing early tonight." It had been a slow night at the local tavern where Lindie tended bar. The tourist season was almost over, and late-night customers were quickly becoming a thing of the past. Lindie knew that listening to her customer's problems was part of the job, but that didn't mean she...
An abrasive train whistle cuts through your gentle sleep. As you groggily open your eyes, you see the familiar antique decor of your private train compartment. The bench across from you is empty. You sigh: it's been a while since you've had any kind of company, human or otherwise. Hopefully, those administrative privileges and the sexual endurance pill the p...
Hello Readers, What follows will be random Cuckold related short stories, set ups, or scenes. I get a lot of cuck related story ideas that I need an outlet for. This is simply a place for me to collect some of the ideas I get from time to time to see how they go over and gauge what is popular and what isn't. Don't expect lengthy or overly involved tales. Do...
Author's Note: This is a sequel series to Amy, Captured. To get the full experience, please read through that one first. Hey folks, here's the next chapter! Time for a change of venue! How exciting! Anyway, special thanks to mine wife, D, LogicalDreamer and Allyourbase, for their help and feedback on this chapter. If you yourself have any feedback, please d...
2. The Good Doctor The cold grey light of dawn squeezed through a thin gap in the bedroom curtains as Sandra rolled over and draped an arm over her partner, Alan. She snuggled in behind him, pressing her soft, warm curves against his lean back. She slowly slid her hand slid down over his stomach to gently fondle him through his pyjama bottoms. It had been...