Lisa dropped her daughter off at her father's. She doubled checked her reflection in his bathroom mirror. She frowned at what she saw there. Even though she was technically a dress size smaller than she had been when she got married ten years ago, she had become hypercritical of her appearance. It was a side effect of a very bad and sexually unfulfilling mar...
A/N: For those of you following Marry The Knight, I should let you know that I've also updated that, but cannot post it here. If you want to read it, a very quick search on Patreon will bring you right to it. ***** A shower, a shave, and a K.O.R.D. Industries patent hangover cure that actually worked. Then Ted was headed back to the bar to get his car back...
January 27th, 1885 Tarant, United Kingdom Our little weather beaten, disheveled trio had set a good, steady pace through the vastness of wilderness between the town of Shrouded Hills and the city of Tarant, which sat astride the Hadrian River like some ungainly colossus. While those weeks had been rife with ambushes by small raiding parties of kites, the...
As the second day drew to a close, the great square orb in the sky slowly descending behind the distant landscape, the two stepped back to take one final look at their house before retreating inside for the night. "Looks pretty good," he said. During the day they'd expanded their one room cabin, adding on a second room for crafting, cooking, and later on,...
Literotica readers hello. I am writing this to you from the year 2048. Yes, while we cannot send people back in time, with the advent of quantum computing, we have discovered a means by which we can send back messages to web portals like this one. So, I am sending this message to you in hopes you can do something to prepare for what is coming. You may not...
It had been a couple hours since Teresa fell asleep. She was off in dreamland as the zombie doctor made his way towards her. He had a few other zombies with him as they staggered and went in search of the blonde. Little did anyone know, the military was called in and they began to flood the town with soldiers that was wiping out the zombies and trying to sav...
Disclaimer: I do not own iZombie. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Peyton Charles had spent years pining over her best friend Liv Moore, but never made a move because she was scared of rejection, and more importantly of losing her. Mostly thanks to her friend becoming a zombie and eating pining best friend brain that wasn't the...
[This story is a work of fiction. All similarities are coincidental. Anyone under 18, please do not read further. Otherwise, enjoy.] (C) Copyright 2008 M Saint * "Hurry, open the door!" Cried Gina. Her hands cupping herself as if it may help her to not gush urine all down her long legs. Gina stood at 6'1", her hair black, eyes brown. Thin, but a nice buil...
Day Five: I watched Emily from behind as we wandered the fields in the late afternoon. We'd left the woods behind us about five miles after we'd left the farm house and we were now walking along in open fields full of wheat that had never been harvested. It was pretty good cover from the road which was only about a hundred yards to our left. Emily wore a r...
Sometimes goodbye's the only way, that's how that famous line from the song 'Shadow of the Day' by my favorite band Linkin Park goes. I can't help but realize that it totally applies to my life, especially now that I'm Undead. Oh, snap. I'm getting ahead of myself again. My name is Omar Abdullah Clarence, my friends call me O.C. and I'm a Detroit dude stuck...