The title explains so much, but so little of my crazy thoughts, so please bare with me, as I do my best to explain my new found world of celebrity erotic fiction. Is there a after life there could be, or are we all reincarnated to live a new life after are death, let’s just say that we are reincarnated after each life we lived to live a new life, well that’s...
Welcome to the quaint viking island village of Berk where it snows eights months out of the year and hails the other four. If someone were to ask you to describe the location you would tell them that it is "...just south of freezing to death and far north of absolute nowhere, a place fit for only the strongest and hardiest of people, but we vikings make...
THE CHRONICLES OF HVAD - CAST OF CHARACTERS For those of you having trouble remembering who's who ... Feel free to peruse the list - there are no spoilers. Author's comments at the end. From Gosdan's steading GOSDAN - the Hospodar MIHRAN - his Hand (a combination of bodyguard and advisor) ANTRAS - his eldest son KHOREN - Antras' Hand, a brute...
I handed it in by mistake... I was supposed to have handed in an essay on experimental archaeology. Instead I handed in the silly thing I typed at my desk while listening to his lectures. I'd day dream about sucking his cock as he spoke about Vikings and other old boring things. It must've been all the talk about men taking whatever they wanted that inspire...
Famke struggled along the beach. The going was tough as the fierce gusts of north-western wind blew sand into her face, the tiny grains stinging her skin and nearly blinding her. She was cold and her feet were sore from trudging across the dunes and the vast expanse of the beach, but she dared not go back yet. Her stepfather would expect her to come home wit...
When the worlds collided, the borders became a blur, what was once a view into the horizon was now a keyhole into the unknown. What was once a walk in the woods, low led into the claws of an unknown mistress. All of them were merciless, all wished for nothing more than to usurp the other, whilst playing with the people caught in between. But one of them saw...
She could feel the panic rising in her chest. It was quiet, too quiet. The mist that surrounded her felt cool against her skin. The cotton of her nightdress swished about her as she pivoted on the large rock. She could hear the sea, and she could feel the rough gritty dusting of sand between her toes. However, it did not bring her the comfort it usually did....
Emily paced over to the door and pulled back the curtain one more time as Auntie May droned on about Jordan. The man it seemed was more like a son to her than a great-nephew. She had been there less than half an hour and already she knew that the man took his first step when he was just eight months old, had graduated high school as valedictorian with letter...
"Care to chance your arm in Dublin?" The voice on the other end of the phone was bright and cheerful in the midday office gloom. "Somehow I've been given the job of organising a weekend away. Would you like to come?" Donna gazed at the pile of papers on her desk, each one shouting it's own insoluble problem. "Yes, I'd love to. When is it and how much will...
"Is today Monday?" Angelo asked, as he and Alexandria sipped their coffee at Starbucks. "All day long, darlin'" "And it's still Fall, right, NFL Monday night football, all that shit?" "Uh huh." Since her own husband had the same kind of "what-hemisphere-am-I-in-today" job" this question did not seem strange. "Perfect!" And he began tapping away...