Tahani sat cozily curled up in one corner of an enormous couch, warming her second large snifter of after-dinner Brandy-and-Benedictine in the palm of her hand. She was sitting in what was beyond doubt the most lavish and tastefully decorated living room she had ever seen. In fact, the whole evening had seemed enchanted and unreal, right from the minute she'...
Vicki Vale wasn't sure what to expect as she drove up to Wayne Manor. She'd texted him, half-expecting the number to be changed, but instead had gotten a firm agreement on finally getting her interview. She pulled up on the roundabout, expecting there to be someone to take her car, but no one. Tacky as it was, she killed the engine and left it there. It wasn...
Ivy walked the halls of power. She'd never seen them intact before. Ripping through them with her vines, yes, but not like this. It was fascinating, anthropologically speaking. Here was where old men decided how long the Earth should live once they were done with it, where forests were reduced to numbers and those numbers subtracted, divided, zeroed. Where a...
Hot water hissed powerfully from the showerhead that loomed over Bruce and Harley, flushing their skin a light shade of red with its warmth, plastering the clear shower stall glass with condensation, filling its interior with billowing steam, mortaring Harley's pale blonde hair between her shoulder blades as Bruce took her savagely, ruthlessly, the pristine...
Author's note: This is a story based on Glee. It takes place during the later seasons, when both the actresses and the characters in the story are over 18. ***** Rachel came back from her hourly bathroom break to find her leadership had been missed on the group project. Brittany was now on Santana's lap, and her tongue was in Santana's mouth. If she'd had...
Buffy got home late from patrol, feeling grimy and sweaty from her fights, the heat lingering and burning like the few tastes of beer she'd had. She couldn't stop thinking about what she'd seen. Willow and Xander and Cordelia... it was a strange pairing. A strange pairing and a half. As if Xander and Cordelia weren't weird enough, throw Willow into the mix....
The ritual was carried out in exacting detail. First he drew the chalk outlines, so carefully that he only marked an inch with every minute that passed. It took him five hours. Then the ululations, strange and ill-shaped words that didn't fit in his mouth, that made his throat feel like a gasoline engine turning over and revving up. He spoke those for two ho...
Peter woke up with the kink in his neck gone and Mary Jane against his chest, under his arm. His spider-sense let him distangle from her without raising an alarm, and he circled his arms and shoulders a few times to confirm that the lingering aches and pains of his last fight had healed. It always amazed him how a good night's sleep could help with that. He...
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"A Hieronymus machine," Harrison Wells droned impatiently, as if he had already explained this a million times before, "is a device that works not through electronic or mechanical means, but through directing the mental, psionic power of the human being operating it. Because of this, it does not necessarily have to be constructed out of any specific material...