A/N: This fic takes place in modern New Earth continuity, in which Tim Drake is over 18. Reed looked like he was getting an eye exam—the apparatus mounted on his head, double-barreled, either reel of eyepieces spinning independently while headphones... originating from below, their earpieces jutting up from a chest-mounted 'backpack'... played discordant...
Your Instructions: Master's 12 Days of Christmas. This will be difficult as you need to set aside twelve days in the run up to Christmas when you can put the time aside to fulfil the appropriate part of this task on each day, when you will not be disturbed by work/kids and the answer-phones are all on without fail! Not necessarily at the same time or your...
"Wow, its starting to pour." Amy said looking out of the kitchen window. 'How appropriate' I thought to myself. It had been one of those dreary suffocating fall days that drowns your psyche. I was already a bit out of sorts. I had met Kate at the "Werks" earlier for our "Saturday" conversation, but she hadn't been her normal self. She was polite as we chatt...
I had been home from work for over an hour when my wife Karen came home. "Honey I want you to meet someone, " she called out. Strolling into the living room I received the shock of my life, when Karen introduced her knew friend. "This is Jan, we met at the gym. Jan this is my husband Steve. Jan just transferred in from New York." "I've heard a lot about...
"He's expecting you," she whispers, as though the walls are listening. "Downstairs. The first door on the left. The black one." A black door? Well, aren't we the melodramatic one! I try to sneer, desperately grasping for something, anything to bolster my confidence, but it's in vain. His eyes had said there was a price to be paid. The color of the door was...
I have received a few complaints about how I categorize stories. I have a great deal of sympathy with those complaints. I find the categories a bit restraining, though I understand the need for them. This is foremost a tale of the supernatural. For that reason I put it in the "Erotic Horror" category. Given the glut of vampire shit in the world I was surpr...
In the Morning Su Lin's eyes blinked open with a start, but she froze, fearing to move. Against her small behind she felt the soft warm pressure of larger buttocks. Hearing Mistress Ginger's slow breathing, she felt protected, but was disappointed that after Mistress had come to her room and asked her to share her bed, they had just gone to sleep in each ot...
She stood back away from the churning bodies in the mosh pit listening to the band play. Her hair was cut short in the front only to fall long and silky in the back, almost to her ass, framed her face. Her make-up dark against her soft white skin, blacks and reds with purple shadow over her eyes created a vision of worthy of any and all including the reignin...
Angel wasn't just beautiful, she was what many described as breathtaking. She was a gorgeous, petite, teen model but she was neither just a pretty face nor just a hot body. There was something else about her. The name Angel described an angelic quality about her clear smooth complexion that seemed to radiate purity and glow with youth and vitality. Her shoul...
Author's note: the following story is purely a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to rozezwild for her editing to make this a better story. * Oh, man! I had my doubts about this new job. I had never done anything like it and didn't know if I could do it when it cam...