Why Did Adolf Hitler Kill Him Stories

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Night Falls: Berlin

by IronDragon on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Foreword: This is another repost, and the companion piece to "Night Falls: Whitechapel", which I recommend reading first. Like that one, this is pretty historically accurate, and is my spin on what happened during the last days of the war in Europe as the allies closed in on Berlin and Hitler's bunker. This is purely a piece of historical fantasy, and is no...

Lunch with Satan

by Nigel Debonnaire on Aug 29, 2017
Humor & Satire

Satan's elegant, mustachioed face curled in disdain as he set down his espresso cup. "What does Freddie think he's doing? This is cow diarrhea." "Dad, I told you to get the Turkish Coffee," the Anti-Christ replied. "Friedrich is no good at Italian stuff, you know that. The antipasto is dreadful, too." "I don't care; if he's not going to do it justice, he...

Cocktails with Satan's Son

by Nigel Debonnaire on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

This a sequel to my earlier story, Lunch with Satan. It was a dark evening in the club, waiting for its prophet to perform. Several couples sat at tables, drinking and talking, flirting and teasing, looking and being watched. A skinny, young looking waitress in a short, dark uniform glided from table to table, her dark hair done in spit curls with a rose pe...

Illuminati Polka and Vatican Ninjas

by RC_of_Doom on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

I have decided to make this a comedy posting. Why? Recently, I went looking for a book on one end of the crazy spectrum. The book had been (loosely) based on an episode during World War II, and it was supposed to "prove" that Pope Pius XII could not qualify as "Hitler's Pope." Instead, this conspiracy theory had Pope Pius XII using the Jesuits to assassinat...

Prey For Me Ch. 12

by Dvora Sosan on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Pt. XII: The Yakuza Jack began to stir about noon. Something under the covers made him quite alert. Kim encouraged him to rise in more ways than one with her warm and wet lips. When she finished she stuck her head out from under the covers and said coyly, as cum dripped from her chin, "Thanks for breakfast." Over coffee Jack and Kim discussed their strateg...

When Humans Are Extinct

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

My name is James Jarvis. A big and tall young man of Haitian and Irish descent living in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. I was born to an Irish mother and Haitian father. My mother died shortly after giving birth to me and I was raised by my father's family. Being a biracial dude in the racially diverse but occasionally uptight City of Boston wasn't alway...

His Struggle

by kilcannon on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

The motorcade slowly made its way across town. Not because the occupants of the cars were not in a hurry, they were. Not because of any trepidation about the destination, for, a nation was waiting to change hands. The motorcade crept at a snail's pace, because the adoring fans of an occupant packed streets He gave no outward sign that he even noticed them....

Thirteen, Twelve, Eleven, Ten.

by Bazzza on Sep 15, 2017
Romance

For me it was love at first sight. I'll never forget the first time I laid my adolescent eyes on Michelle Brixton, I was around thirteen at the time and her loveliness stunned me. Her family had taken over a farm close to ours, well, if you call a fifteen minute drive further past our farm letterbox, close. For the next five years we would ride the same bus...

King of The Demons

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

The souls of exceptionally wicked men are made to endure a special Rite of Passage in Hell and those who succeed, they get to become Demons. In mortal life, I was Baler, the right-hand man of His Highness the Great Aku, an ancient king who ruled over the Basaa people in what is today called Cameroon. In my time, I was a particularly brutal warlord. I was bor...

From Palestine with Love

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

My name is Mona Mahmoud and I'm a young woman of Palestinian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I attend Algonquin College, where I study Political Science. At five-foot-three and 110 pounds, a dark-haired, bronze-skinned and brown-eyed Middle-Eastern gal like me doesn't strike anyone as scary. Until I get riled up because someone insults my Musl...