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Mystress Patience Assail: Part 2 The Embrace So here we are. I am continuing the dirty little story of my life and my unlife. Up till this point, I have shared with you how I was breed into the person I was at that time. Perfect white breeding mare so to speak

A Good Man 3 ----------------- It had been a week since Tom had been burned and hurt. Frilly was worried Tom hadn't smiled, laughed, hell he hadn't even smirked

Chapter Three: “Sir, Akim Yellas has just fallen to the ground in the parking lot. He’s dead, sir,” stated Adrian’s subordinate in Russian, talking through a cell phone. The man was crouched on a rooftop in St

In this sequel to “A Visit From Saint Michael,” a reporter is recruited by Saint Michael to help rescue six young women from sexual slavery

- Cougar clan, Gregor's mate Dawney - Panther clan, Gwayne's mate Mileen - Lynx clan, Thomas's mate --------------- Ambrose and his party moved swiftly back into the boundaries of Tikal

Alan was dreaming a strange dream. He and Hopix were walking down the isle of the palace up to Queen Glimmer. Hopix was beautiful. Over and over, he heard her telling him that she loved him

“Yes, Daddy?” I tried to hold my voice steady and almost succeeded. “You’ve made one hell of a mess in here.” I looked around; everything was out of the cabinets, true, but I was in the middle of cleaning

It’s only Tuesday after my date with Robin and my wake up sex with Dia. I keep telling myself shit will be fine but women are possessive and it took Robin and I a while to even get to this point. Now however it’s fucked, add to that I’m did to Richard what Richard did to me last year

Early sunday morning, I slipped on my black bra and tiniest pair of black panties, then stepped into my jean mini skirt. The image of my skirt pushed up and my thong skewed to the side caused heat to pulse between my legs

They waited until their Father was passed out on the couch and then each proceeded to pack a dufflebag full of stuff. Clothes, toothbrushes, other personal stuff, and anything with a lot of sentimental value

The Knight and the Acolyte Book Three: Barbaric Passion Chapter Eight: Necromantic Dangers By mypenname3000 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this

"Hey, Michelle." Mad Mike showed he was not quite as insensitive as he usually pretended to be by calling Michelle by her Christian name as Rick had just done. Of course, she'd just been elevated in rank, or at least in their estimation, by becoming the old lady of a full member

This one is a bit long, I suggest reading the previous chapters to fully understand, although it can be read separately. As always comments and suggestions are welcomed. I woke up the next morning to Robby snoring underneath me

F**K da POlice As always the farm boy is just trying to stay fresh and give something different. Am still veeeery new to writing and so I do enjoy your comments and constructive criticism as they have already made me a better writer

The sky was lit up with stars. the night drive in my bran new car seemed to fly by. I was cruzing along when I seen it. Flashing red lights in my mirror. Fuck I mumbled under my breath as I looked down. 20 miles over the speed limit. Not too shabby but I knew I could get out of it