I looked at his men. "Guys, there is a buck we hunted just over that hill, if you're hungry go get it." Shay nodded and a few men ran off. Moose had gone back for his clothes and was now standing next to Beta Kurt. "So you see now why you can't just run after her," I told Shay as we walked back with his Pack towards the former territory of Luna Kirsten and...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the characters, comic books, franchises, places etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in...
Adrian Westbrooke decided he had to change his way of life because his present path was leading him to disaster. He was sick of the parties that turned rapidly into orgies; the booze and the drugs that were supposed to be part of the artist's lifestyle; the hangers on; especially the young and not so young women who thought it was sophisticated to mingle w...
How in hell did a brother from the island of Haiti end up on lockdown in the City of Istanbul, the famous and age-old Capital of Turkey? Well, it all has to do with a middle-aged Turkish man named Mehmet Melen, whom I met at the University of Notre Dame in the Capital of Haiti, and the fact that he not only taught me about Islam, but also charged me with del...
This is the final part. Thanks to all of you who have made it so far and the comments and feedback you have given. ***** Chapter 74 'He smiled! He likes the idea. He's happy that I'm pregnant. Maybe we can start again.' 'Don't get your hopes up. He has not grasped your hand. His face is changing. He's frowning and looking away.' 'Ohh ... shit!' 'Talk t...
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This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
The following is the second episode in a new series, "Max Burnage." Each episode can be read as a separate story, but you may want to read the first installment to understand the full context. The following was inspired by Athena_e19's 2007 story, "Defending His Right." In that story, a wimpy husband sought help after witnessing his wife get raped. Unable t...
Chapter 1 My two fingers pecked out a staccato beat on my battered Remington as I put the final touches to the report I'd written on the case I'd just finalised. It was just a small matter of blackmail involving a young woman and a member of the clergy. For a consideration she agreed to destroy the negatives and to not reveal the sordid details of the affai...