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Ezekiel s VictoryChapter 10

In the meantime, back in the village: Samuel’s old house was left abandoned and gradually deteriorated into ruins. The only visitor was Abigail who came, regardless of season, to kneel by the grave and pray for forgiveness. Abigail knew herself guilty of causing the death of Constance. She knelt in the dirt and prayed to God that He would accept her back into His arms. But day after day, year after year, He did not reply. Abigail’s life became more and more austere as she abandoned nearly...

McKenzie the Hot Babsitter

****************************************************************************** “Look at me, Auntie McKenzie!” Timothy shrieked. “Look at me!” The little boy posed atop a plastic slide in the backyard of his home. His chest was puffed out and his fists were pumped in the air. He was so proud and gleeful that he may as well have been standing on the peak of Mount Everest. McKenzie dropped to one knee and held her arms out wide. “Come on down, my favorite little man! Auntie McKenzie will...

Sally the Ghost

I watched him stroke his cock. I knew he was close because his breathing had become more regular, his eyes had closed, and his head was tilting slowly back. Pleasure beamed from his face. His toes will be curling soon, I thought, and he'll explode all over. My attention was on the head of his shaft as I stood, straddled him, and squatted my sex over his erection. I had to time this just right. How unladylike, I thought with a wry grin as I considered my predicament. I was nude, squatting over a...

A Simple Gift

Annie Daniels sighed softly and paused at the large steel-and-stone gate, then accelerated to glide up the hill. Tall statues of cement cast spooky shadows on the ground, and she shivered as she killed the engine and stepped out into the slightly chilly air of early evening. She made her way hesitantly to the fat gravestone a few yards away, a sunflower clutched in her hands, which she lovingly placed at the base of the marker. "I miss you, Matthew." Her soft words accompanied yet another sigh,...

There s Something About Sarah Chapter Five

There's Something About Sarah By Michele Nylons Chapter Five - Redemption Tina and I, rightly in my opinion anyway, decided that we wouldn't move in together. Sure, we would save on rent if we did, but the temptation to constantly give into our urges would undoubtedly distract me from my studies and Tina from her work. Also our relationship was volatile, there were periods of serenity when I thought I might be in love with Tina but they were interspersed with brief spells when we...

A Tale of Ants and Termites

God alone knows how long it might have gone on if it hadn't been for the ants. I didn't know it was ants -- I thought it was termites. There was a row of bushes across the front of the house and right up against it and for ten years I had done nothing to them but trim them. One day I noticed that the head patterns of the sprinkler heads in the front yard seemed to be weak and figuring that I had a leak in the system I went looking for it. There was one head under the bushes and I got down...

House of Cthulhu Ch 02

~Second Night~ Crossing the Dead From her vantage point on the steeple Sibyl could overlook the whole area. It was colder than the night before, partly because the sky was not clouded, partly because very little in this surrounding emitted heat. For more than five hundred years people brought their dead to this place. This soil was blessed by decay. Why is it me sitting in the dark two nights in a row, freezing and thinking about all the nice things I could do instead — or the nice things...

Ed BiggersChapter 22

The plans for the funeral evolved beyond anything that Ed could have imagined. The service was held outdoors in the park under the open air. The clear blue sky had turned a darker shade of blue, the mountains in the distance were sharp, and the wind was gentle. The temperature was not hot or cold, but comfortable. Everything combined to make it a perfect day for outdoor events. The park was filled with people dressed in their Sunday best. The casket was under a white canopy, surrounded by...

An Evening s Choice

The flowers by Betty's grave are in shadow. I look up, and there's a young girl standing over me. She's wearing a bellyshirt, tight shorts, and a pair of battered flip flops that have seen better days. I think about ignoring her for a moment, but then reconsider. I've never seen her before, so perhaps she's just lost. "Yes?" I ask, picking a point just over her left shoulder to frown at. "Dr. Tobin?" My eyes betray me, and shift to hers for a second. Brown eyes ... She's been...

Denise

This is my second story. Don't be shy to critisize me. I know it got damn long again... Sorry... Enjoy it anyway! This story happened around fifteen years after my wife Karen had died. She had died of an unwanted abortion together with our unborn little daughter. I’d been to her gravestone at the cemetery once a week ever since. After she had died I never got into a new relationship, it was as though I had totally lost interest in women. My name is Marc; I’m 5’9”, something like 165 Lbs. I’m...

Mia Pt 03

N.B. All information is fabricated, and anyone engaging in intimate relations is of legal age (18). I know it’s been a while since I last posted, which may be why my writing reads as somewhat scattered – I have no idea where this is going anymore! If any of you have any input, then please do let me know, it would be greatly appreciated. Happy reading! **************************** ‘I don’t think we should see one another anymore…’ Caleb leaned back in his chair, folding his arms across his...

The Monk

It was in once such area that “Deathwalker" (aka Hugh Anderson) had managed to lure “Raven Rider” (aka Sally Morrison) with invented tales of his sexual prowess since joining the college. Truth be told, he was, in fact, a virgin. However, his carefully constructed stories, so intricate in detail, had enticed the second hottest girl of the house into going with him to this spot, where she was currently giving him his first (and possibly last) blow job. He lay, his head on the soil at the foot...

The Rise of Miss Hyde Part 2

The Rise of Miss. Hyde By Argus Part 2 Cool echoes reverberated reverently inside the church, as soft summer sunlight shone through the stained glass windows, painting the interior in soothing pastel shades. Usually the old church was a place of serenity; of holy calm and a familiar anchor to saner times. It should have been a tranquil scene, but the figure who sat chewing his lip nervously on the old wooden pews was far from calm. He wore his inner struggles upon his face and...

Harry Potter and the Curse of the Emerald Witch Epilogue

EPILOGUE Harry lay face down, listening to the silence. He was perfectly alone. Nobody was watching. Nobody else was there. He was not perfectly sure that he was there himself. A long time later, or maybe no time at all, it came to him that he must exist. He was more than a disembodied thought because he was lying, definitely lying, on some surface. Therefore, he had a sense of touch, and the thing against which he lay existed too. Almost as soon as he had reached this...

Dandelion Memories of Yesterday s Roses

The day dawned bright and clear in lush green pastoral setting at the North Union Cemetery. That morning, a young boy had jumped at the chance to go with his Great Uncle Homer, a World War I soldier, to help mow and clean up the picturesque old cemetery in time for Memorial Day which is only days away. Although he would have been willing to do it for nothing, because he loved hanging around with his Uncle Homer; the old soldier wouldn't hear of it. On the way over to the cemetery, the old...

Majorette 3 No More Masks

Majorette 3: No More Masks By Lynn LeFey Gloria stood on a hillside of a cemetery, in the bleak gray of late autumn. Around her were her friends, gathered to say farewell to her brother. Wind blew and the air smelled of rain. She could hear the rumbling of far off thunder. The new stone at the head of the grave read 'Glen Camdon, loving son'. In the distance, lightning struck. ... Laura ran beside the stretcher holding the body of her best friend. The EMTs loaded the young...

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Halloween Four, 24/10/2016: Abergale’s PartyPulling up into her driveway Abergale got out of her car and noticing that something had been left for her in the mail box. Opening it she took out a single unstamped envelope addressed to her and shoved the envelope unread into her jean pocket. Walking into her kitchen she threw her bag in the corner and opened the envelope she was dumbfounded to find a party invitation that Rosa had promised her when they met in the car park the day before. ...

Demon Queened Chapter 10

Demon Queened Chapter 10 Written by Princess Kay Edited by paradoxicalWitchling Proofread by FallingLeaf Warning: This is erotica, meant only for those 18 or older. Only those who have reached the age of consent in the country where they reside should proceed. If you are not at least eighteen, please exit this page immediately. Standing naked in my bedroom with my back pressed against the wall, lacking even a towel to hide behind, I fought to maintain my composure as I took...

Natalie s Revenge

Natalie's Revenge - By Serena Lawhead Prologue My name is Natalie, I have been a woman 'fully' now for five years but it was not always so, Eight years ago when I was 23 I was married to a beautiful young woman called Claudia and my name then was Nathan. I had just recently inherited a large amount of money as well as a fairly large Electronics distribution business from my parents when they died in a plane crash; this made us particularly well off. Although my major at...

Vengence Of Dogs Ch 01

If you knew that your life was merely a phase or short, short segment of your entire existence, how would you live? Knowing nothing ‘real’ was at risk, what would you do? You’d live a gigantic, bold, fun, dazzling life. You know you would. That’s what the ghosts want us to do – all the exciting things they no longer can. ~Chuck Palahniuk CHAPTER 1 The clock struck 7pm in the hallway of the house at 7 Jillian street. The house was a two story house made with bricks that had a small garden...

Cat and Mouse 2 Pink Persuasions Chapters III and IV

III: Women Roar, Cows Graze Two young ladies approached a gravesite in a graveyard in Woodside, New York. One of the ladies was smartly dressed in a frilly white blouse and a tight black skirt, while the other was more casually dressed in a tan-colored angora sweater and a pair of color-faded blue jeans, holes of which had been fashionably ripped in places along the legs. On the head of this lady was a pair of purple-rimmed sunglasses, while a more formal pair of reading glasses sat on...

Luccela

Luccela By D. H. HuckCopyright by D. H. Huck Published by Huckster Industries 2016 Chapter 1 Valera hated being tied up. Jask knew how to make her hate it even more. That's why it'd been his job to truss her to the post, and his work was masterful. Her arms were sore, and every time she struggled the movement pulled one bit of rope or another tighter, hurting her more until she stopped. She never stopped for long, just like the bastard knew she wouldn't. Her gag wasn't very...

Jokes and GigglesChapter 433

A tourist in Vienna is going through a graveyard and all of a sudden he hears music. No one is around, so he starts searching for the source. He finally locates the origin and finds it is coming from a grave with a headstone that reads: "Ludwig van Beethoven, 1770- 1827". Then he realizes that the music is Beethoven's Ninth Symphony and it is being played backward! Puzzled, he leaves the graveyard and persuades a friend to return with him. By the time they arrive back at the grave, the...

Paris Part 4

Paris: Part Four: I was about to go out onto the streets of Paris looking like Myl?ne Farmer. Suddenly a ridiculous fear hit me, what if someone recognised me? Seriously? In a city of over 2 million people in which I almost knew 2 people personally I was worried someone might recognise me? What if someone works out you are a man? I didn't even think of myself as a man anymore! How could I? The wig made my hair look like a woman's hair and my make up and clothes hid any other v...

The Thing About Tracy

The Thing About Tracy. By Tanya H. Part One. He was the one: I knew that with joyful certainty. Funny, handsome, articulate, bright, independent, his name was Dale and he taught maths at a secondary school only down the road from where I worked. We met at the gym, if you must know - though it isn't important here. It is enough that you know that in my twenty fifth year Dale was going to be gifted my virginity, such as it was. Bear with me please. Accordingly, I dressed to...

Balance Equilibrium

Light rain had been drifting down from the heavens all morning. The dark, foreboding rain clouds above might actually be smoke, and the drizzle falling to the earth could be spurting from an emergency sprinkling system which had been set off due to it. However, the only trace of fire in the Green Hills Cemetery resided in Penelope Baker’s heart, which had been smouldering for two days straight. No amount of rain could extinguish the searing flames licking at her soul. In the sea of black...

In Reflection of Earlier Times 3

Chapter 3 Later that morning I was unceremoniously expelled from her place telling me not to read too much into last night as she wasn’t into relationships and would most likely run into me some where. This was a bit different to the clingy girls I had been used to now the shoe now on the other foot as it were. The nine fifty five grope was back up to her old tricks however today she had with a marker pen drawn two arrows on her stockings at the top of her legs pointing to her crotch. Every...

Jessica s Story Part 30 Michelle s Story Part 27

Jessica's Story - Part 30/Michelle's Story - Part 27 With another visit to the bridal store in Walsall on the cards, it meant that John and his family were required to get up early on Friday. Not that they minded in a way, as it was more practice for Saturday. "Ok son, we'll be spending a short while in the cemetery this morning," said John to James. "You can stay in the car while we visit the graves if you wish, but if you wish to see them, then its fine by us." Once again, they...

Um Negocio Lucrativo Portuguese

UM NEGÓCIO BEMLUCRATIVO Geraldo AntonioLelis de Freitas UM OSimca Chambord estacionou na Pracinha do Araçatuba Clube, aquela doColégio das Irmãs, vizinha da Praça 19 de fevereiro.Carro novo, cores tradicionais de vermelho e amarelo, linha impecável,conforto até exagerado. No radio tocava Neil Sedaka, "You mean everythingto me", sucesso romântico. Olocal estava deserto. Deserto era modo de se dizer: alguns carros passavampelas ruas Duque de Caxias e Carlos Gomes. Um "biribeiro" gritou um...

A Hundred Ways to Kill My Old Man

Before you go any farther, I have a confession to make. I don’t know exactly why I am writing this. I’m not sure where this is going to go. It was bothering me all last night, these thoughts and ideas that come to light in these words. I’ve never had a good relationship with my father, yet that is to say that I have never had a relationship at all with my father. So for anyone reading this who has also had a less than perfect relationship ( or lack thereof ) with their father, please keep in...

Scrooge

I wrote this story in 1999 and have revisited it to make some changes that I think make it a better story. I hope that you enjoy this story as much as I had writing it. I would like to thank Charles Dickens for all the help and assistance in writing this piece. If you would like to email me about this story or anything else, I am at [email protected] A Christmas Carol By Susan Brown Chapter 1 Ebenezer Scrooge walked towards the door of the gloomy set of rooms that had...

Trails WestChapter 7

“Two Trails To The Valley Of The Sun” “How did it go with Ryan and the others, Jeremiah?” Kellyanne asked the next morning as soon as he and Gray Hawk returned. “Let me put it this way, I’ll take lessons from my Sioux Elder any day. Though we left them with their hands cuffed behind their back, and their feet tied, Gray Hawk did so in a manner which would allow them to free their feet, after some effort. Ryan was given a slight break, as he was tied and handcuffed separate from the other...

Blood Wrong

Note: This is a work of pure fiction. Any persons, places or events that may seem familiar are purely by coincidence. Blood Wrong The sound, frogs croaking and of millions of crickets tuning up their legs for the same night time symphony that is played on most every night out here by the big pond. The occasional sound of a bird or two calling as they flit about the cattails before settling in for the night was familiar too. So peaceful out here. Out where the skies open up...

Fuck the Holidays

I walked along the side of the carpark, occasionally stumbling on the cracked paving. Like I was paying any attention to where the fuck I was going. Honestly, these seaside holidays were fucking boring as hell, and it was getting worse every year. I’m 19, I’ve reached that stage where I’m just growing apart from my family, and as sad as it is, there’s nothing I really can do about it, even if I could be fucked… Is this where I go into the “I’ve got...

Being More SocialChapter 20

In-the-moment actions can feel startlingly different than actions in retrospect. It’s easy to look back at one’s actions and say, ‘Wow. I sure overreacted to that.’ or ‘I never had it that rough. What was I thinking?’ As Mitchell’s note slowly burned in front of me, I wondered if this was going to be one of those instances. I looked around the park again in a paranoid fashion to make sure no one was looking at me – if I had done this in the house someone most assuredly would have smelled the...

Being Jim Ch 07 Barbra s Wish

* Life is a tapestry, a cloth woven from many different threads that create the whole. This story is a thread, a part of Barbra's story, contributing to the waft and weave that is the Whole cloth, being Jim. Being Jim-Ch.07-Barbra’s Wish By Frodov * This story is based entirely on true experiences from my past, names and a few details have been changed to provide anonymity for those involved. Discretion is a precious commodity and is becoming rarer every day. I reached...

The Fear

I was eleven when my Mom died. One moment she was here happy and laughing and a moment later she was dead on the floor. Aneurysm, they said. But you're a boy, you should man up and go forward. I didn't want to, I mean I didn't want to be a boy and even more, I didn't want to man up. Mom was my last hope for me to help cope with what and who I was. I was now alone with Dad. Dad was in the army. He was a Master Sergeant and worked at the nearby base, the training center they called it....

What Dreams May Come

What Dreams May Come (Based off the Film and Novel with Dante's Divine Comedy) Disclaimer: This story will feature issues such as suicide, heaven and hell, religious theology, and trans issues that may be disturbing for some readers. Chris Nielson was an all-American boy and popular kid at his high school. He was the school's football quarterback, prom king, and famous for being a "white knight" against bullies. He had decent grades and was known for being kind, gentle, and...

Gang s Girls

GANG'S GIRLSby Mogollondog??????????????? ??????????????? It started when I was 15.? I lived with my mom because she'd divorced my dad.? To this day I thank my lucky stars that my dad didn't live with us.? If he had he would have fought them and we would probably all been killed.??????????????? My mom and I returned from shopping about 6 p.m. and when we got to the front door, it had been broken open.? My mother turned to run but both of us were grabbed and taken into the house.? In...

The Angel A Christmas Ghost Story

-Charles Dickens, “A Christmas Carol” *** It was midnight on Christmas Eve. All the lights were out in the big family house and snow covered the grounds, including the aged trees, the rusting gate, and the dignified monuments of the family crypts where 12 generations of the Barrow family slept. Silently, a woman walked along the rows of graves. She left no tracks, and though she carried a lantern she also cast no shadow. She wore a long white robe with a deep hood that covered her...

Farewell To Cindy

Farewell To Cindy "Thank you for flying with us today," the flight attendant said as I exited the plane. I acknowledged her statement with a forced smile. There was no joy in such a smile, as it was hollow and empty at best. This flight to Alabama I knew was to be my last. Ever since cancer had claimed her life, I had made this annual pilgrimage. Each summer I would come to spend time at her graveside. On her birthday, I would spend the day at the cemetery just hanging out and spending time...

Sophie

1 I discovered this place three years ago, an abandoned road that was currently used by local farmers and me with a parking area and nature path just eighteen miles from the town. A wonderful piece of wild nature with a possibility to walk a well arranged path, one and a half miles to the bridge over the stream, two hundred yards and another bridge back and again one mile through the woods back to where I had parked the car. And the most important part of it...there were no people. ...

Dominion Chapter 1 3 1

One hundred years ago, the war against the undead began. No one knows where it originated from, but a virus blossomed somewhere in the USA, spreading so fast that even trying to identify Ground Zero was a fruitless endeavor. The infected would lose all sense of sanity, their memories and feelings eclipsed by madness and a hunger for flesh. The disease took hold through access to the blood stream, most often through bite wounds, completely corrupting the host in a matter of seconds and robbing...

Dominion Chapter 1 King of the Dead

. . . Prologue One hundred years ago, the war against the undead began. No one knows where it originated from, but a virus blossomed somewhere in the USA, spreading so fast that even trying to identify Ground Zero was a fruitless endeavor. The infected would lose all sense of sanity, their memories and feelings eclipsed by madness and a hunger for flesh. The disease took hold through access to the blood stream, most often through bite wounds, completely corrupting the host in a matter of...

Dun and Dusted Part I Book 7 of Poacher s Progress Chapter 4 A Pilgrimage and Two Weddings

Holy Cross Churchyard, Bearsted. Kent. May 17th 1832 Twelve years ago I stood numb, shocked, and part out of my mind, as my family were laid to rest in this church yard. However, today I could not remember where in the large churchyard the Ashford family plot was situated. Fortunately a sexton, part way through digging a new grave, directed us to the place. Among the headstones commemorating Ashfords going back hundreds of years, were two relatively new stones. I had no memory of ordering...

Can t Buy Me Love

NOW: Ronald walked up to the woman behind the desk, wishing he could wipe the sweat from his palms but not wanting to wreck his suit. He’d dressed in his nicest outfit for this, it seemed somehow appropriate to look good for Elsie, given how long it had been since they’d last seen each other. Would she even remember the time she’d spent here? Or would she just open her eyes, smile at him, and wonder why he looked three years older? (Or perhaps more than three years. He felt like he’d aged a...

Perceptions and DeceptionsChapter 38

As Victor sped towards the east edge of town, he felt something so alien that it might as well have not been his own emotion: anxiety. Victor treated emotions as currency; calm was gold, and patience was platinum. His first big foray with his powers had taught him much about both, as well as the use of others to assist in deflecting curiosity. He had not intended for his sister to be his first slave sale, but she had meddled in his private affairs and had threatened to expose his...

All Hallows Eve

This is my entry in the 2012 Halloween Contest. I hope you enjoy it. If you do, please take a moment to vote for it (just once, thanks!) Comments are appreciated. ~ ~ ~ Chapter 1 John lived for one purpose. To love his wife Jill, passionately, without reserve. He placed his arm around her waist from behind, softly caressing her hips. His wife never failed to turn him on, even when she was preparing their evening meal. She smiled back at him, ‘After dinner, darling. We can have another...

Forever Claire

This story is set in the 1800s. It is the story of a woman of privilege who forms a relationship with a poor child of Irish immigrants. It is a story of a woman who overcomes grief of the loss of a child. It is a story of a child who sacrifices for family and embraces and falls in love with a new identity. Chapter 1 "Slow down child, I can't keep up," the elderly woman said to a young girl carrying a rose in a small family cemetery. "Come on, grandma, we're almost there!" the...

Harding HouseChapter 6 Meeting the Family

Kate's Version The service was boring as always, I knew mum wanted me to go to communion classes, but I couldn't see the point, finally the hymns had finished and we could escape from the confines of the building, but the vicar was there at the front saying goodbye to his flock, "Hello Kate," he said to me, "I understand that you'll be taking the classes this Thursday, I'll be happy to see you there." I turned to mum who was just smiling away nodding. I pulled on her arm as we were...

Dot 1

I found this letter among some others, scrolled up and tied with purple ribbon, in a chest belonging to my great grandfather. The name Charles has belonged to several in our family line, but I believe I know the one who received and saved this letter, and kept it preserved for so many years. I believe the letter speaks for itself, so I will now offer it up to you. Dearest Charles: I hope this missive finds you in such good health and bright humour as I know you cherish for me. I...

Dot Dorothea and Dick

Dot, Dorothea, and Dick Chapter One Dear sister: I found this letter among some others, scrolled up and tied with purple ribbon, in a chest belonging to our great grandfather. The name Charles has belonged to several in our family line, but I believe I know the one who received and saved this letter, and kept it preserved for so many years. I believe the letter speaks for itself, so I will now offer it up to you. Dearest Charles: I hope this missive finds you in such good...

Masi shen EvolutionChapter 11 Funeral and Flight

The stone monument marking Chief Joseph's grave stood like a witness to the assembly of mourners gathered to honor one of their own. A chill wind blew across the rough ground, picking up bits of sand and weed. Women pulled their shawls tightly over their shoulders and held their coat collars closed; men blinked as swirls of grit flew into their faces. They pulled their wide-brim hats down over their foreheads. Ragged fragments of cloud raced across a dull, lifeless sky in the early spring...

Celestial Nirvana Part 6

Chapter 6 BANG! The gunshot rang out to the sound of the flight attendant’s cry of pain as the bullet pierced her shoulder. “Turn this plane around or I’m going to start killing passengers!” the man yelled, waving his gun at anyone who made the slightest of moves. The screaming of terrified men and women filled the cabin as people realized that the plane had just been hijacked. While one of the passengers tried to help the wounded flight attended, the hijacker banged his gun...

Dealing With the Dead

She perched on the corner of the gravestone, as the sun shone its last rays over the high wall. She was waiting for him, as she always waited. She tugged down her long blue summer dress, despite the fact that it was October, on the cusp of November and the air was beginning to chill, she felt ... nothing, not too hot – not too cold, just ... nothing. The last of the sun's rays blinded her momentarily, and then darkness began to fall. She saw the caretakers as they moved through the...

Mary Smith Hanged for murder 31st October 1873

MARY SMITH. HANGED FOR MURDER. 31st. OCTOBER 1873 "I don't like this"! "Oh yeah," he sighed impatiently, "What's wrong with it." "It's dark," she continued to complain. "Of course it's fucking dark; it's ten thirty at night at the end of October," he replied irritably, "What do expect...blazing fucking sunshine!" "Please don't swear at me Andy," she scolded him, "I can't help it." "Can't help what," he demanded angrily. "I'm scared!" "Scared," he questioned, "Scared?" "Yes," she answered...

Eerie Saloon Toy Soldier

Tales of the Eerie Saloon -- The Toy Soldier: An Eerie Christmas By Ellie Dauber and Christopher Leeson Author's note: Almost four years ago, when Ellie and I completed "Eerie Saloon: Seasons of Change -- Autumn", it seemed unfortunate that scant attention was given to how most of our favorite characters spent their Christmas Eve in Eerie, Arizona. That so little was said about them was understandable, since the flow of the narrative was not the best place to develop material that...

Change of Fate Part 2

Change of Fate, Part 2 By JRD IN OUR UNIVERSE, 500 YEARS AGO... They were known as the Marauds, a group of psychotic mages whose insanity made them immune to the effect known as The Scourge, the predecessor to Paradox, and these three were amongst the most powerful. They were known as Xedric The Destroyer, Eric the Annihilator, and Steven the Quick. Xedric was a Master of Forces. Eric was a Master of Life Magicks. And Steven was a Master of Time Magicks. And this was a council...

Andersonville 13 Three Finger Jack

It was a perfect Saturday morning in Peace River. It was warm, but not too warm, and I was out taking a stroll around the town trying to get a feel for everything here. Connie had offered to go with me but I declined, saying I needed some time alone. I hated to admit it, but I was missing my life back in Andersonville. As I walked past Shady Pine Cemetery, I spotted Ashlee Gang laying some flowers on a grave. She didn't seem upset, rather the look on her face was comforting, as...

ProfNigma Stories 10 Schneider rsquo s Island 5

Warning - while there is no sex in this story, please don't hate me for that, there is a scene with a nude Jade West in it]"Are you Madame Clara?" Amy asked as a peculiar mousey looking woman made her way into the inn's foyer. She was younger than Amy had expected, but one look at her eyes, and her age showed tremendously, and her body language showed that she was instantly uncomfortable but seemed to be fighting through it."Yes…" she said with a sweet smile, looking at Amy and then to Savanna....

Day of DestructionChapter 5

I finished Mary's grave putting some flowers over and along it and went inside. Joan and Doris hugged me and we all cried for a bit. They went back to their husbands who were weaker than before. They were fine men and I was rapidly losing hope for them and my little granddaughter, Ann. I decided that my office was not that important any more. Preparations for the future needed to be considered and this was my place to plan and work. I went to my study, opened a pad, and started making a...

School s Nearly Over

Still in school uniform, although it was now untucked and untidy, we walked hand in hand along paths and roads, slowly wandering around her village. As it got darker, we drew closer together, her hand around my waist, and mine slipping up under her white shirt to stroke the warm soft flesh of her waist. Her head snuggled on to my shoulder, and soon we stopped walking and just kissed passionately where we were, Lucy pushing my back up against a tree, her warm little hands exploring my skin as...

Sarah X fantasy

We were late. In fact, we were beyond late. The party had enticed us for far longer than either of us had intended and now we were quite drunk and staggering home in a murky light that soon threatened to become dawn. This worried me far more than it concerned Emme. Her family were on vacation, while my grandfather, whose spare room I occupied rent-free, would soon be up and asking me the first of that day’s 3000 questions through my bedroom door. If I wasn’t there he would panic.“Emme! Move...

School s Nearly Over

One warm evening in the late spring before our final exams, the first we’d be taking since turning eighteen, when I was round at my half-Japanese girlfriend Lucy's after school, she was about to pull my trousers down to give me a blowjob when her mum walked in. Lucy managed to pretend to be doing something else, so we weren't caught, but we decided that it was too risky to fuck whilst her parent were home, so we decided to go for a walk. The sun had gone down, but there was still some light,...

A Fool Stumbles Into Love Ch 04

Imagine a little girl, a precocious happy pretty little girl, in her very own backyard on her very own tricycle pedaling around and around on the gravel driveway where her daddy parks his car. It’s late March and the wind is howling. It’s that time of year, one of the waning days of another cold dark winter, and ‘the old man’ wasn’t quite ready to surrender his icy grip to the warm embrace of spring. The little girl, a raven haired emerald eyed beauty has on her heavy wool coat, knit mittens,...

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