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History With Miss Martin

Warning: This is a long story with a slow build-up.1980 was a long time ago. A lot of history has happened since then, but there are parts of that year I remember like it was yesterday. I remember being a shy, seventeen-year-old kid, in my second-last year of high school, and I remember that I was not exactly Mister Popularity, either. I remember that feeling of not always fitting in, although I still had a few friends of my own, and I wasn’t a total misfit, and I remember being a virgin, even...

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The New Warchieft Part 2

The New Warchief, Part 2 A World of Warcraft story by Himesama Sugi looked around the throne room, the very room where the orc wearing her skin had previously issued orders. It smelled musty and stale compared to when Garrosh had used it, a factor that Garrosh attributed to the Forsaken advisors that Sylvanas kept around her. It didn't bother the disguised and deposed former warchief too much. He had devised plans to retake his throne. Sugi looked around the room at the...

Elven Flame

This story takes place in an alternate universe, medieval times, where elves are part of society. Also, if you're just looking for the sex part, then scroll down a ways. If not, then please enjoy what I have to offer.... There she is. I catch myself thinking of her again. Across the bar, serving ale to the men, is Leana. Her blonde hair falls down past her shoulders, glittering like only elf hair can. Her ears are pointed, cutting out of her hair and standing lean on her temple. Her blue eyes...

Supernatural

The Great Bordello Robbery

THE GREAT BORDELLO ROBBERY by Long Tall MaryLocated in one of the finer residential neighborhoods of Syracuse is a Victorian style mansion that for years served as a high class bordello, ruled by Claire, an uppity sixty seven year old madam of French descent, whom I have despised since meeting about five years ago. The mansion is currently vacant, Claire’s whereabouts are unknown.Details have always been murky, but it is widely believed Claire operated as part of an interstate prostitution...

Fianna s End

Fianna`s EndThey were a strangely matched couple. The first of the pair was Fianna, the Gladiatrix. Six foot of corded muscle, pride and confidence clear in her almond-brown eyes, her strong bronze-tanned body taut as a bowstring. Her fiery eyes were her best feature, many men said, although Fianna`s interest in male opinion was minimal. The second was Fauna, a cuddlesome bundle of sexy fun. A foot shorter than Fianna, but just twenty pounds lighter. Most men would not debate for long before...

My Life

This story is written for the enjoyment of adults only. This is my first attempt at writing a historical story. Please send me your comments on my story. I love hearing from you. Please send your comments to [email protected] My Life Written by 4Play Part One My name is Carl Wilson and I want to tell you about my life. I was born in 1846 on a farm in southern...

Chrissie

My name is - or would I rather say "was" - Robbert Wallcot. Robbie for my friends. I was a good-looking boy of 23 years old, about 1.70 m height and some 75 kg of weight. This is my story. I woke up, groggy and with a heavy hangover from last night? While I slowly regained my consciousness, I noticed - to my horror - that I was stark naked. I vaguely remembered drinking in a local tavern with a group of boys and girls, who were having a good time. I was on a holiday trip...

Passion

The bar finally calmed as night slowly became dawn. The evening had been rowdy because the men had not received liberty in two weeks because of the holiday that had overtaken the city. Each legionary was to be given one day’s liberty over this weekend and Dismas and Gestas had a firm plan that involved a lot of wine and hopefully a prostitute if they could find the money. The two Roman soldiers were auxiliaries and were not paid a soldier’s wage. They were born in neighboring Syria...

Life on the Run in Skirts Epilogue

A year had passed since Derrick's rather eventful birthday party. Heather was stretched out on the sofa, enjoying a delightful glass of very expensive Merlot, when the security guard at the gate house called to inform her that there was a visitor requesting entry. Realizing who it was, Heather ran to the front door to greet her daughter Ariel. They embraced lovingly. "Ariel, I'm happy to see you. This is a surprise though. Why didn't you call to let me know you were...

Frivolous Frolics

Tobias wriggled on the seat of the coach, trying vainly to find a soft spot in the worn upholstery so he could doze for at least part of the uncomfortable journey. Across from him, his lovely Lucy caught his eye. She smiled briefly at him while listening to the voluble farmer’s spouse seated next to her, giving seemingly endless hints and tips about preserving summer season fruit and vegetables.He mused on how wonderful a vicar’s wife she had become in less than two years of marriage, as she...

Historical

Hard Times

Princess Amelia von Heiden trudged up the dry riverbed. Strands of red-orange hair fell into her face, which she blew away with a huff. Her plate armor weighed her down, and her long, padded skirt caught on every thorny plant in her path. She sighed. This was not how she had planned on traveling.“Princess,” Harper called from yards behind Amelia, out of breath. “Slow down.”A rock dared to bar Amelia’s progress. She stopped and kicked it aside before peering over her shoulder. “Someone has to...

Fantasy & Sci-Fi

Johanna 7

I was finished with all my law school exams and coursework at the end of Spring 2016. My grades were high, my interview schedule had gone well and I was feeling very positive. I was with Duane at the Irish bar after his show, when he was approached by a middle-aged guy with a shock of white hair.“Can I buy you a drink?” he asked.“I’ll never refuse a Guinness,” said Duane. He turned to me. “How about you, Johanna?”“I’ll have one if you are,” I said.The guy bought three pints of Guinness and...

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Across Eternity Book 1

. . . A rare find, that beautiful crimson hair. That color was usually the result of cheap dye and a childish personality, desperate to prove individuality by opposing normality. It was a rare gift from nature, every strand like melting rubies, when most so-called redheads possessed only a diluted orange hue. But hers was like blood, drawing the eyes of all those around her, including Noah’s. Of all the women he had seen, met, and knew, even intimately, hers was the most purely crimson. It...

A Stitch In Time Chapter 3 Dark Ages

---Well done in Rome. Though the human population with immunity is small, there are reports of more cases of people immune to the virus. We thought to change the order of the trip and box delivery to avoid it being seen if you didn't make your trip. Everyone is well here. Good luck.---- Mark quickly wrote, ---Good news indeed. Love to my family. DO NOT send future boxes after I am on site. In emergency I could walk into its landing site. Rome went well. Much to tell. Until next...

Hatching a Heroine Chapter 12

Hatching A Heroine Chapter 12 Written by Emilie Ember Edited by Talia Elliott Belser Lonna lay on her stomach, small wings folded forward up and under her chest, her stubby red tail lashing side to side. She kept turning the events of the night over and over in her head. Melissa had called her beautiful. Even despite her being a half dragon, a runaway princess, and an all around mess... Melissa had called her beautiful. So Lonna had kissed her. And then Melissa had said...

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