The moonlight cast a silvery glow around her, reflecting in the ankle deep pool of liquid silver that she waded in. The water was cool against her warm skin, she barely noticed. She didn't notice the diamonds above sparkling like the regal jewels her mother told her as a child they really were. Her mother spun tales of gods and goddesses, unearthly treasures...
It was with silent, solemn efficiency that the remainder of the group made their way through the twisting halls and stone-paved tunnels. Faringalia remained out and limp in Alan's arms for a long time, while Windhawk took her place as torch bearer. Without Garthur's expertise, they had to move slow and careful, though at least Windhawk's keen senses still al...
*Special thanks to Endcredits for his editing and feedback* * She would have left had she not felt the heartbeat of the building pulsing under her hand. Standing in an elaborate peacock costume in front of a dilapidated warehouse, she thought how ridiculous she must look. But, she reminded herself, inhibited women do not stand on public streets in feathers...
(Part 1...in progress) Heather turned her yellow VW Beetle onto a narrow country lane as the last rays of a New England sunset washed across the forest surrounding her. The colors faded quickly as the sun sank into the horizon behind her. She wished that the fiery mix of emotions burning within her would fade away as easily. The picture of her boyfriend, Je...
"Are you sure I can't tempt you with a glass of tea, Tom?" Ms. Winters smiled a special kind of smile Velvet had grown quite fond of; coy and inviting, with just the slightest hint of menace that no one but her seemed aware of. She felt an ounce of jealousy, knowing that her owner would try to bed the man, but only an ounce. Ms. Winters enjoyed sex more than...
This story is a work of historical fiction and set in the Viking period of time and is another rewrite of my own story. I have re-edited it and added a few things here and there. Enjoy! Pink Sky Jager was sick of the rain that never seemed to stop weeping from the clouds. He was soaked to the bone. The air smelled strongly of salt and nothing else as one d...
Nelson and Ice sat at the table talking to Buck, they looked at the time. Ice needed to get dressed and so did Nelson. John had just finished and looked fancy in his English riding duds. "I hope the threesome has calmed down enough to move." I told John as Ice and I left to see what was going on so we could get dressed. Chelsie and Millie were wrapped up o...
My hawk gaze follows her in the saffron skylight of our cathedral of solitude. I have hidden for three days in the ruins of this building which once soared into the heavens. I look at her with thirsty eyes and drink in the vision of woman. It has been months since I've seen a female of the species. I sometimes contemplated that I might be the last person on...
Once upon a time, in a land not so far from our own, there lived a young slave girl named Cinderella. Beautiful was the word most used to describe young Cinderella, though sensual, lovely, luscious and supple also were heard when villagers dwelled near the castle grounds. Cinderella however, did not think herself so pretty, for she was humble, a mere slave a...
This is my first attempt at something non-human, I hope you enjoy reading it. I was told it would be better without the sex. I'll let yall decide. Hidden in mist beyond human reach, is Tir Nan Og (Land of The Young), Where the Faeries live and play. The sacred Hawthorn Tree flourishes amongst endless wild flowers and flowering trees. Humans never see its b...