For two days she had prepared the cases wardrobe and accoutrements for Lydia's journey to Agincourt which allowed her Lady to be at Cecelia's side in support of Cecelia's's bid to secure William of Edenbridge's release from the hands of the French. Each waking moment, had found Annalette laboring with new instructions from Lydia so that by the appointed hour...
A SATIRE, perhaps historically incorrect in places. INTRODUCTION In 1912 a rancher's son Lee Stanton, aged twenty-two who was heading home after failing final exams to qualify as a pastor, unintentionally started an escalating feud between the Stanton and Murphy families that probably was the last of the range wars. You won't find it in history books beca...
Flying home to her undersea palace, Amphrite paused mid-flight and stopped. Hovering in the air, she now floated over the island of Circe below her. Small and secluded, few ever visited as the famous witch was notoriously private and did not warmly welcome company. Since her affair with Odysseus years earlier, and his abandonment of her, Circe had withdrawn...
David sat on a stool in the corner of Tim's dirty kitchen while his friend was pacing back and forth, talking like a mad man. "...and that's where I found the formula" Tim said. "Do you have any idea what this means?"He looked at David with wild eyes. David hesitated, treading lightly, as his friend had clearly gone mad. "So, you're...
Disclaimer Any resemblance to real names, persons or things is purely coincidental. This is a work of fantasy fiction, as such, the author recognizes any sexual situations depicted in this story are not realistic. This story does not intend to represent or advocate the lifestyle presented in this story. Easing into my beach chair, I enjoyed the warmth o...
Chapter Two: Geneveve Piqoud Is Taken The red dress her mother gave her, flowed and shone, catching the light in a way that made her gleam. This was not a happy moment for her, exactly, as her father, Lord Piqoud, was having her married to Lord Ghamboles - a union that she didn't like at all. But to be in this dress, tonight on her 18 birthday, put her in t...
Hey there, and welcome to my new blog! My name is Lilian Maura Kemper, but you can call me Lily. Unlike my make-up tutorial channel, which is probably where you know me from anyway, this page is going to be more career-oriented. Officially, I am an Outsider Biologist, specializing in common and exotic reproductive habits. It’s a super-classy way of saying I...
Catherine's dream was a nightly orgasmic ride. Each morning she awoke wet, her pussy still quivering as if a vanishing lover had just slipped out. After months of this tease, the ravishing lingered in her waking memory through mesmerizing daydreams until the visions possessed her completely, until they finally became real... She wasn't sure when the dream b...
There is something about Joan that most men find irresistible. Her long raven hair past her shoulders, lovely dark green eyes. Her voice almost sounds like she is purring. That body of hers is as "beautiful as any woman in playboy." Joan never is with out a male companion. You see very few females around her, they just don't seem to like her very much. Joa...
You sit in your chamber, recalling all of your struggles and triumphs. The deaths of your rivals, the scheming that placed you next-in-line to be Grand Warlock. Surely, you had to make some sacrifices and betray more people than you can count on both hands, but soon you would wield absolute power within the cult of Grevakhnu. A devious smirk crawls across yo...