He’d told me that it was to rain, soon. Although I do not know the man, I still remember his face well. The old timer obviously hadn’t aged well, as his beard was shaggy and knotted in places. His face had been slightly distraught, when he’d told me this, as well. My first thought was simply that he was mad. It wasn’t uncommon in this day and age to find s...
"Where the heck was she?" Milly thought to herself as she practically stomped down the sidewalk, full of annoyance at her friend. Alex had agreed to go on a double date with her and two really hot guys they had met at a party a week before. But instead of showing up at the restaurant like they had all agreed upon, Alex blew it off. She didn't seem like the t...
The following story is an alternative historical one set in its own universe similar to our own but far better in my opinion. This is the first of many others I will write. Set in 1444 in a place called Cypress Mountain which consisted of a large village of hard-working people and a large castle ruled by a king and queen. Surrounding the area was green gras...
Previously: People are searching for Slave Karma who is buried out in the desert. We learn what Ileana must do to keep Karma physically alive. We also learn that not only was Karma a favorite of the recently engaged Princess Merkeza of Cowen, but she also carries a magical disease. Meanwhile, Pet is stripped of her humanity and infected with the magical dis...
You cannot use this story for any commercial purpose, and you cannot publish it in any website other than Literotica. Respect original writing. Thanks. ******* I dedicate this story to Connie the Hot Cunt, and its conclusion to miss X, there in Alabama. Thanks very much to all the readers that heartily agreed with me in my points of view that I expressed...
"I am innocent to a witch. I know not what a witch is.""Then ow do you know you are not one?" -Examination of Bridget Bishop, Salem Village, April 19, 1692 *** Shutting her locker and leaning over so that nobody else would hear, Ruth Ann whispered in Phoebe's ear: "Abbie Hobbs is a witch!" Phoebe was standing with her own locker open and brushing her h...
I woke up in the white room again; panicking, I looked around for Wendy. She had just been in my arms, but up here in the realm of the Gods she could not go unless she was dead. I calmed myself down, thankful that she wasn't here, then got up and stretched. I let my wings out, flapping them a few times before folding them again on my back. I was nude, so I m...
Alpha Sven's POV I walked out of the Pack House with my mate at my side, holding hands as we looked out on the aftermath of war. Wounded wolves were making their way back, the nurses doing triage, taking the seriously injured in first. First aid kits were open everywhere, as warriors tended to their own using their first responder training. We walked amo...
Disclaimer: All is a work of fiction. All characters within this story are of legal age of consent. Thank you and Enjoy! * Eva Tunker made her way through the village of Kinter quickly. She was on an errand for her minder and it would not do for her to be delayed. Within a day, she would be of age and could finally inherit her father's property but until t...
Clad in new clothes, crafted by the skilled hands of Charel, Crissa sat near the door to their tiny room, watching people walking up and down the busy streets. She rarely saw the morning crowd of folk, and was fascinated by the sheer numbers of them. "What do they do so early in the day?" she asked. Normally, she would be fixing breakfast for Wenn, Marrat, a...