There is no country in the world where darkness does not exist. Even if the elves would have everyone believe them to be bastions of virtue and morality, there are a select few who know the truth. Within those nations there are dark dungeons where foul wizards practice their arcane arts. Where even Death itself can be bound. Meliketus, usually just called M...
'I still don't see why we have to help them.' Gabrielle said 'It's not like we need the money and this town is miles out of our route' 'Since when do you complain about our route?' asked Xena 'But to answer your question, this town is peaceful, the surroundings nice, and if solving this gives us a chance to relax here, I'm willing to do this.' 'Right but I s...
This chapter got a little dark. So those with crying closets have been warned. It more or less wrote itself after a point. I know I didn't do the subject matter justice but sometimes the feelings didn't let the words come through. This is not a stand-alone story so reading the prior chapters in order will provide you with the best reading experience. I hurr...
-Hello everyone, this is my first submission so please be patient as I learn. Comments welcomed and taken into consideration...This is the first and second chapter of Avoiding the Storm... Hope you enjoy! German words: -Ein fauler Sack = lazy bastard -Er geht mir auf den Sack = He's a pain in the ass *Adrian --- In Germany* "Ein fauler Sack!" hissed Adr...
This story belongs to the cuckold lifestyle... My request to those who do not like this genre not to read it, and not to comment on the theme if at all they choose to read. Thanks to Goddess_of_Sunshine for editing the story. ***** Roger's cell phone buzzed when he was about to leave office in the evening. It was Barbara on the line. She had not come to t...
Pieces of light filter through the room from the crack in the bathroom door. A sliver is illuminated onto the closet mirrored door as sweat beads across my Dom's back. Slick skin glides next to mine as the anticipation of the next move courses through us both. A nervous glance passes between my lover and I as she takes my hand. This move in itself scares me...
The house is finally quiet. No dogs barking, no kids romping, no man yelling and no woman jabbering. I slip out the back door and breath in the crisp, cold air. My breath comes in puffs of steam, rising in the night air like smoke. In that instant, I wish I had a cigarette. I hadn't smoked in years, but it didn't matter. The want for one just doesn't go away...
Chapter 4: Jealousy When Anthony made it back to the apartment half an hour before curfew he found Raz in the living room doing push-ups. "What happened with the 1st years?" He asked as he went into his room and grabbed his body wash and shampoo from his closet. "Beat them in 37 seconds," Raz said without stopping his push-ups. "Where were you? We were bot...
Chapter 62: The Cat Somewhat early on a Saturday morning I was having a cup of coffee on my patio when I noticed a large cat looking at me. It was between two of my flowerpots towards the back but my pots are placed in such a way I could see each plant well from my chair. I could see the cat. The cat could tell I could see it. It was a semi-longhaired ch...
She wrapped her huge, bright-green puffer coat even more tightly round her slight frame, pulled the red, woolly bobble hat further down over her ears knowing, but not caring, how ridiculous it made her look, with her long, dark hair sticking out underneath like a scarecrow. Then she stamped her moon boots on the ice-covered path to try to restore some circul...