Prince Henry Wynter was the Heir to the High Throne of the Heptarchy and prophesised to one day lead his people to unparalleled greatness. Twenty two years after he abandoned his destiny and his throne for the chance to be the person he felt he was meant to be, he finds that Fate has not yet finished with him. The events surrounding the proposed appointment of a new Heir to the High Throne have consequences that reach as far the remote farmstead refuge of the former prince and threaten to destroy the new life that she has built for herself.

CAUTION. This chapter contains scenes of juvenile sexual exploration that may offend. It is not graphic, but it is necessary for the plot. There are also elements that relate to child abuse and these may affect some readers. Obviously, I hope my writing affects my readers, but not in that way.

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Chapter Five
When I finally realize that I am my good old Kendall Karcher self, I realize that my girlfriend has joined me in the shower.

“Isn't she something, that old Mother Palin?” I ask.

“Honey, you may not agree with Sarah Palin, but why call her names?”

“Oh,” I regained myself. “No... Lexi, I had a dream that Sarah Palin was ruler of heaven and earth.”

Surreal Killer

by Laurie S.

Warning: Surreal Killer contains scenes of extreme violence. If you are under 19 or pure of heart or squeamish, do not read this tale.

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Tom Spencer stood back from the crowd gathered round the Mona Lisa, Leonardo Da Vinci's famous painting. He hated crowds and wondered why he had ever bothered to come to the Louvre. 'Obligation,' he told himself. When in Paris for the first time, one had to see all the sights.

by: Lesley Renee Charles

Part One

Sir Eric decided to take a short cut through the forest. He was a 6’ tall. The sun glittered on his flaxen hair.

Suddenly he heard high-pitched laughter coming from his right side. He decided to see who could be out on a nice, sunny day. He peeked through some branches. He saw a lovely maiden. She appeared to be in her late teens, with her long golden hair flowing around her face and shoulders like a halo. Her complexion was so fair and clear, just like a porcelain doll.

CHAPTER 12
Nana ran us up by Eskdale Moor and Burnmoor Tarn the next day, sticking to the track and the footbridges, but there was still bog, and I understood her insistence of doing without socks as the mud splashed my legs and soaked through the canvas of my shoes.

Beyond the Screen Chapter 2
By Dr. Bender

Before our intrepid adventurers enter the DnD world, they must face a test of might and mettle without a rulebook to guide them.

CAUTION. This chapter contains references to rape and torture/kind of a particular kind. If not suitable, I am happy to send a plot summary by PM to anyone that wishes.