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Violence in Writing

by RC_of_Doom on Sep 15, 2017
Reviews & Essays

"I want a hero not a weapon strapped with pecs." [Title taken from the Tom Smith Song Rocket Ride.] 1. Violence: what is it good for.... Answer, a lot more than sex is. My previous article was about sex, so violence had to be next. I have heard multiple answers to the question: "Why put fight scenes into a novel? David Drake, author of dozens of sci-fi...

A Sorcerer's Tale

by Arou Sal on Feb 1, 2009
Fantasy

You are Marcus Bluemantle, and you have spent fifteen of the twenty-three years of your life under the demanding tutelage of High Maga Leana Whitedove, who taught you how to harness the power of the elements, bend space and time and twist perceptions, as well as call upon outside powers... And you are now free to make your way into the world. While Mistress...

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Lilith's Shadow Ch. 04

by Navaura on Sep 12, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Stefan: When I saw him lead her upstairs and then proceed to kiss her, I really wanted to take his head off, but the worse part was that she let him. I've never felt betrayed by anyone in my life but in that moment I felt like she'd ripped my heart out and handed it back to me. Feeling the tears in my own heart, I disappeared from the house and began to wal...

Introduction to Krav Maga

by canda on Sep 15, 2017
Group Sex

This is our first attempt at a story and we really hope you enjoy it. It would have never been published without the help of our wonderfully patient and helpful editor, SexyGeek, who we owe our sincerest thanks! Please give us feedback as we would love to hear what you think of our fantasy. CANDA * I was on my knees, putting away the kick pads after my h...

The Teacher

by leatherslave on Mar 26, 2021
Miscellaneous

The main character: Ms. Fischer was a young teacher in her early thirties. Highly intelligent, but rather shy and introverted in character. Her subjects, math and computer science, weren't stereotypically female subjects. Still, the young blonde woman was not your typical nerd type. The only thing about her in that direction was the thick black-rimmed glasse...

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The Delinquent Spouse

by amyyum on Jul 14, 2020
Loving Wives

It seems that everyone wants to know what the characters in a story look like in order to get a good mental picture. Normally stories aren't about completely average people and this one is no exception except that I, Amy, the main character, am not a raving beauty. To give you an idea of what I look like -- to be expounded on later -- the Valentine's Day car...

Coco Dynamo Ch. 04

by therealultimatedarkone on Sep 14, 2017
Non-Erotic

All of the background detail used up in Part 03 brought all sorts of thoughts and ideas to the surface. I feel the need to expand more on the backgrounds of the two characters of the story, Coco Dynamo and Ben White. So, here are some details and background for them. It deals mostly with their abilities and skills regarding magic and combat. This couldn't re...

Die Lehrerin

by leatherslave on Jan 1, 2019
Miscellaneous

Die Hauptfigur: Frau Fischer war eine junge Lehrerin Anfang dreißig. Hoch intelligent, aber vom Charakter her eher scheu und introvertiert. Ihre Fächer Mathematik und Informatik waren jetzt keine typischen Frauenfächer. Dennoch war die junge blonde Frau keine typische Nerd-Type. Das Einzige an ihr in dieser Richtung war die Brille mit dem dicken schwarzen Ra...

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Through the Looking Glass Ch. 05

by CaptainKirk on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Mitch heard Lisa's question, but was still staring at the remains of the city, too shocked by what they saw to answer. Buildings were worn and crumbling, abandoned cars were rusted and strewn about the streets, trash and debris scattered everywhere... and not a single person was seen... anywhere. Looking behind them, they got a look at the building that to...

Finding Clara Ch. 00: Introduction

by Unconditional2014 on Sep 14, 2017
Non-Erotic

It has been an unusually quiet evening. Peaceful. The only sound is that of the leaves softly whispering in the gentle breeze. Outside the world is cloaked in an almost impenetrable darkness. Glistening snow covers the frozen earth like a thick blanket. Perhaps tonight will be the night. The thought comes unbidden and I silently scold myself for it; getting...