Absinthe, Opium and Honor…Chapters 9 & 10.

Chapter 9

I can’t help but to pant and exhale/moan “Sasssssssssha….” I almost a hiss/gasp as she works her magic on me and I’m shaking because while I’ve had some really great sex, and really great orgasms there is nothing as…sexual and powerful as she is right now.

CHAPTER 18
It was Neil who drove me to the airport in the end, Mam eased into the front seat of his car, and it was an emotional farewell in the car park as I insisted she didn’t walk into the terminal building. I wanted to be in control, and tears were not something I wanted photographed at the security gate.

Synopsis: After witnessing the death of her father Jessica is emotionally scattered and trying her best to hold things together. Although the relationship that the two of then shared was unhealthy, she still loved him and watching him die had been almost more then she could handle.

Sarah Roberts had also taken the death of her husband hard. Their marriage might have been over, but she had still loved Jake Roberts. She felt bad that her daughter had to witness something so horrendous and was worried about her.

A chapter where events precipitate Drustina into yet another war. She also acts as a close advisor and companion to support the emporer's daughter Irene in her succession to the Imperial throne.

The Angry Mermaid 41

Or

Y Morforwyn Dicllon 41.

Mabina. The youngest daughter and Twin to
Drustan Her twin brother.
Grandpa Erin the twins grandfather.
Giana The twins grandmother
Caderyn The twins father.
Herenoie The twins wise and beautiful mother.
Morgaran The Twins oldest brother.
Aiofe The twins oldest sister. Famous for her beauty.

CHAPTER 17
I bustled in the kitchen, catching the odd word or two as he grilled Mam, and the one question I heard clearly was when he asked her how long she had known. I walked back in at that point, just as she told him when I had revealed my Jill.

Angel's Tale: A MORFS Universe Story By Joreymay

Angel faces some limits, and some new beginnings. The Pope Hill Gang strikes again. And what is she doing that is so sensitive it has to be way off the books?

Part 13

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The tears were coming fast as I placed the nail tip on my finger.
Here I am.How has it come to this?My struggles for most of my life,
being an outsider,being different.
The compulsions and desires to be a woman.Always there under the surface,in the shadows and the realm of dreams.

CHAPTER 16
I took Ian’s old bed that night, as my room was now her sewing and craft room. It was a better evening after the confrontation, and I noticed how much effort Mam was putting into how she addressed me. It was almost as if she had forgotten I was ever called Rob, and that simple act did so much to bring me back from the pain and hatred that Bell had triggered.

Sweet Dreams 15 … Alex.

*Alex……….

You ever have a day that just starts out nothing like you could ever dream? I just did, it went from…the best place that I’d ever been to angry and just boiling with rage inside to this…to Hunter wanting for us to go home…asking to go home so we can make love.

Love…..

Somebody…Hunter…somebody actually loves me and that’s something right out of those scarcely dare to dream places in us….

You all know what I’m talking about. Where you dream these dreams of what life could be but just never is….

Waltzing Matilda.
By
Angharad.

(This story was written for the 2011 Gabycon based on the characters created by Maddy Bell.)

The train chugged interminably and Drew felt more and more bored. He’d read his magazine, and even skimmed the copy of Cosmo the woman opposite had left when she’d had to run for her connection.

He nibbled on the pack of peanuts he’d opened; was going back to Warsop such a good idea? Sure, seeing those of the gang who were still there would be good–it was months since he’d seen any of them.

Dainéal’s Dream

Táºis Nua
(New Beginnings)

"Jane! Jane! How do you stop this crazy thing?"

CHAPTER 15
We sat for a while, talking. That sounds banal, but it wasn’t, not at all. This wasn’t passing the time, but rather the first time I had ever been able to tell my mother who I was, a moment I had fretted and worried over, and at the same time dreamt of. She got straight to the point.

“What are we having for tea?”