Chapter 1. SUSSEX POSSESSION The roast chicken is still raw in the middle and the tall, thin, elderly bewigged Judge, red of face and with a hooked beak for a nose, pushes the pewter plate away from him in disgust. Summoned hotfoot to Whitehall from the Quarterly Assizes in Bristol at Michaelmas 1688, he found the Privy Council were not yet ready for him, a...
I had enough time to hammer out Chapter 8, so here it is. I will probably be working on the next chapter of Isle of Lays, since I have neglected that story, too. Enjoy! ***** Somewhere around the second day of the Buhawi-Tala island sexathon, the two were exploring the best coital positions for water-play in the hot spring when the ground began to seriou...
©Nora Quick 2014 Chapter Twenty One might think that knowing I had to die would leave me desperate to live. I suppose anyone else would have eaten everything they could, fucked their wolves repeatedly, enjoyed all magic, but I couldn't. Contemplating the end to all I k new, the end of myself, I retreated into human need. I held each man in turn, they hel...
©Nora Quick 2013 Chapter Fourteen The last day of my lessons felt a little strange. I think for the first time it sank in that I was back in school so to speak. So much had happened in my life that I had been spinning with dizziness, and by lunch it all caught up to me. I had to sit down as it all sank in. I had gone from a frozen statue to maelstrom of e...
Janie looked at herself in the mirror. She barely recognized the person she saw. Her had been styled with hot metal rods and some kind of light, fragrant oil that held it's shape as it dried. It had taken a while, sitting there and letting Tonya do who-knows-what to it. Then Tonya had put makeup on her and helped her pick out an outfit from a communal clos...
" " ‘ ' The healer stood beside the narrow bed. Crissa rested soundly, her wounds mostly healed. Peris smiled happily at the soft-spoken healer as he turned toward her. "She will be fine, but needs a day or two bed rest," he said. He face then shifted to a rather sardonic expression. "It's good that you forewarned me that her wounds might seem as if earned i...
NOTE: First, sorry for the incredible delay! I decided to finish the other series I was working on before coming back to this one, and ended up signing a publishing contract which got me tied up in all sorts of further things that procrastinated this series, but now I've re-edited the earlier chapters, and am excited to get back to the series... For you loya...
Summoning the Incubus: Daylight Morning broke with a thin red gash of light along the crests of the mountaintops. Owls finally dared to close their eyes, and bats cautiously folded their wings. The night horrors and prowling beasts of the forest abandoned their hunts to drag bloodied carcasses back to their lairs. In the west, a handful of lingering stars...
This story is dedicated to my very good Internet friend LadyCibelle with whom I've had no communication for a worryingly long period of time now. Would anyone who has direct knowledge of her present situation please contact me? I sincerely thank those folks from around the world, who have assisted in the preparation this text for posting. The following is...
The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ***** Ever since I have been adult I have appreciated women's breasts but they can be a distracti...