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Chapter Fifteen
"The ship is starting to seem pretty crowded, Captain," Helen said to him as he finished up the last of his inspections he wanted to make before they could leave harbor. The last thing he wanted to do was to depart with these new crew members if the mechanic hadn't done his damn job. But, to Sketch's delight, he found that not only were the repairs done, but the new guy had made several generalized improvements to some of the more worn-down systems that had still been more than functional...

HANDROID: DELBERT HYDE
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Every bad guy had a secret lair. Every good guy lived above it.
In the case of Delbert Hyde, he had thought of everything. When you were an android that did not require sleep all you had time to do was ponder the fortunes he was abusing. Hardly the worst bad guy alive he did do a few honorable things each day to feel better about himself. He knew he was taking advantage of people in large doses, be it monetary or sex. Take for example this luxurious home on Long Isla...

This story is about an American serviceman stationed in Germany who finds himself in a German hospital for recovery following a violent motorcycle accident. It fits with the "man in a body cast" genre who is at the mercy of the staff as well as visitors. A man without use of his hands is like a dog who can't lick his balls. It is all here: vanilla, kink, enemas, CBT, femdom, LGBT, etc., so if anything in those domains offends you, move on. Also, it follows something of a SciFi theme....

Part 3 of my zombie story. I honestly didn't plan on continuing this story, but the comments and my wife's lust for this story has kept me writing about Kate and Max's struggle in this crazy apocalypse.
WARNING: This story contains elements of non-consent, wife sharing/cuckold, and gay/bisexual scenes (Male/Male)....

"You promise you're not gonna leave me, right?"
"Yes, for the one millionth time, I promise I won't leave you."
"What if someone starts talking to me?! What do I do?!"
"I don't know, talk back?"
"Don't be ridiculous, you know I can't talk to people!"
"You'll be fine!" Seres stifled a sigh and flashed the security guard a smile, as she all but shoved Liena through the doors to the club. A deep bass and the tinny twang of electric guitar reverberated up the stairs towards them. The deep, rumbli...

Chapter 16: Crook of Devon

It was an amazing coincidence.
When Thermopylae had told the Doctor of odd goings on in Crook of Devon, the Doctor had frowned, as the name was vaguely familiar to him. It was only later that he recalled why.
Sophie's Aunt Sara and Uncle Carl lived there.
Right after Sophie's parents had been killed, seven years ago, the Doctor had contacted them and asked if they wanted to take Sophie in. To his surprise, they refused. Carl had been the brother of Sophie's father....

~~David~~
The issue was punching through the silencing weight of the alien presence, like trying to play the guitar when someone else was muting the strings with a blanket. He had to hit the strings hard. Beyond hard. Agony coursed through his limbs, but the vibration reached Hell, and Hell listened. If she hadn't, he couldn't have done shit....

It was another twenty hours before the tall man awoke in more casts. He blinked as there with him was the healer that had been working on him.
This meant that things were getting worse, yet. Then he saw the main doctor for the project also in several casts. Damn it, he thought, they were two of the strongest that they had. The doctor would set them back a few years....

Silas the sorcerer has a crazy plan, he is going to summon several planar and elemental spirits and then tie them to his soul so he may replicate and combine their powers! And since he is doing so, he might as well summon those that look like gorgeous ladies. Under the watchful eye of his always exasperated pixie familiar, the sorcerer gets ready to start with a bang by summoning a succubus....

No sex in this chapter, or for a few chapters yet. We old men take a while to get started. However, I hope it is not entirely unerotic, in its setting and in the flirtation of two awkward young people.
I hope you enjoy it.
Chapter 1
In the summer of 1983, having fallen out with my father's girlfriend, whose interest in me had moved beyond playful, and lacking the courage to seek refuge with my mother, her husband and my step-siblings, I emptied my savings account and took a ferry to France. I hitch...

Patsu's day began at dawn, waking up in the thatched hut with Gia curled in the crook of his arm--both of them naked, lying on a bed of downy hay. Outside, he could hear no sounds of movement from the rest of the village. Soon, the place would be a hive of activity as the villagers made the final preparations for the celebration that was to be held the next day, honoring the one year anniversary since Patsu and Gia were wedded. Olik, the village chief--and Gia's father--had insisted on throwing them a party...

Scott Alten: Chapter 1
This is a vast Universe we live in and in one far off galaxy is a tiny rock called Trog. Some believe it's a planet. I 'spect it is. Just not mine. Unfortunately, I'm on this god forsaken rock but God willing, as luck battles fate, I will NOT DIE HERE!
I am not alone on Trog. There are others... the monsters who brought me... and many others here. Hard to estimate how many Trog there are, but, I CAN tell you how many like me, brought as captives from our home planets....

Isekai-ed 02
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I spoke, "What does that mean?"
Apate pointed to the still spinning golden glowing skeleton card, "That is the Zina card."
I blurted, "The what card?"
Apate repeated himself, "The Zina card.   Instead of choosing one card that basically tells me the new life you get to live.   This card allows you to choose just about every detail not only about your life but every detail about the new body you get even down to the smallest detail."...

Izzy enters the password for the Wi-Fi. As soon as it connects, her phone won't stop dinging. She sets it on the bed and goes and gets a plastic cup of water before sitting down and waiting for the phone to stop getting messages.
She cups her sex and squeezes softly, trying to comfort herself and help with the raw feeling. The phone shows all but a handful of the messages are from her ex, Jacob....

The sun was rising, and their feet were tired. The lad would never admit it, though, because complaining out loud would break the second rule of the traveling accord he'd struck with the older man, and HE would never admit it because his pride simply couldn't. In place of any spoken words, his thoughts were abuzz with grievances against everyone but the self. Stupid shitty town robbing him blind so he couldn't afford an inn for the night, stupid whoresons calling him out so he couldn't show his face there, ...

Devilla

Tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear, I surreptitiously checked to make sure that the dye I'd used was still holding. I was so used to swapping between white and brown at this point that I hardly thought about it anymore, which potentially made it all the easier to forget it during heated moments. Thankfully, it was the right color at the moment....

The stairs to the sub-basement weren't marked on the hotel's evacuation maps, but Evelyn had found them anyway, tucked behind an old service corridor, at the end of a hall that seemed to dead-end. The water-warped door to the stairwell was painted over, the remnant of a flood no living person would remember....

With the attack on the West Gate over, the militia then opened up the gates to check the corpses of the dead raiders. The militia checked each corpse, stabbing them a few times, before they picked them up, hauling them inside the town. Though it was distasteful, the raiders had items that could be used. So, a full check and seizure of what they had was not only happening but encouraged....

dEaDMANNDROID: EDWARD MANN
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One month! One month Edward Mann had resided in Peter Cowles grave. You would think a person, be he alive or not would go stir crazy after that much down time. As an android there was no fatigue, no discomfort, no weakness of any kind. An entire library of books from internet collecting kept him busy, movies quite easily swiped from nearby cable channels. Ever the studious one Eddie did not just read mystery novels. Now that he had become aware of astral projection ...

Author's Note: This short story takes place in the world of The Eighth Warden. It contains spoilers for Books 1 through 5, so I recommend reading those first.
Short Story: After the Burning
Five thousand and six years before the events of The Eighth Warden...
The village of Lapithos, at the edge of what had once been central Van Kir, had hung on through the long years of the Burning, its residents stubbornly clinging to what lands still remained to them....

Jormuden found himself flung through oblivion again, the feeling uncomfortably familiar, still reeling from both the pleasure he found in his torment and the fading feeling of revulsion. Even disoriented as he was, he found no difficulty in reaching out to the divine power granted to him, by instinct attempting to draw on the blessings of Selane to bolster his faltering spirit....

I returned to the good old bald rock early afternoon, feeling a little odd about having a bit of fun away from home, but also reminding myself that it was sanctioned. Hell, Allie had even encouraged it. But still. Between Quinn and Bell, I'd wracked up some epic strange for a married guy in his forties....

Valentine Island continued on as usual. Whilst word had spread about Charlotte's disappearance, little was done to disrupt the carefree attitude of the islanders. Especially when it came to Friday nights where the neon-lit clubs of the boardwalk were as packed as ever with drunk, high people dancing freely to stereo pumping music, especially in The Fuzzy Flamingo....

A single chapter story, for once!
What would happen if an advanced civilisation discovered Earth? Would we survive or be assimilated?
An artificially evolved female from an ancient, interstellar Gynarchy discovers Earth after a temporal and spatial wormhole incident propelled her spacecraft tens of millennia into our future from her own war torn reality....

Sitting atop the driver's seat of his caravan, Oliver slowly stroked his hard shaft, wanting to draw out the sensation. With the horses' reins secured next to him and no need to direct them, he could finally sit back and relax for a while. His cock was slick with oil and felt so nice to glide his hand from base to tip, daydreaming of his recent tryst with a farm girl. She had had the nicest pair of breasts he'd seen in months and she had screamed with pleasure as she'd bounced on top of him....

Syncletia awoke in her cell. It was still dark.
She had had the dream again.
Fire and thorns, tangled together. The shape of a cross silhouetted on the wall of a pine-built lodge, above a bed. As she looked at the cross, a shadow from behind her loomed over her shoulders, the shape of horns cast either side of the wooden crucifix. A hulking shape behind her, solid, hard, and heavy. She could hear heavy breath, and feel the compression of the weight of the being on the floorboards behind her. The clump...

--- Asher Montgomery ---
After passing through the entrance stone with his whole harem, Asher opened his eyes in the Starting Room.
"Oh my god!" Lucy exclaimed, spinning. "This place is amazing!"
"It's just a white room," Elara commented, stepping toward the panel in the middle.
Lucy glanced at her. "Can we decorate it?" she asked....

October 3rd 1784
Damion's Journal; he is talking to Belali, the morning after they have made love.
I pointed at my study, my consulting room, and she nodded. We left our breakfasts and almost ran to the room. Inside I put my hands on her shoulders.
"Are you alright? Are you happy?" I asked.
< yes happy... yes yes >...

Finn woke at daybreak. He got into his duffel bag, and saw the birthday card meant for Maeve. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes for a second, and then, calmer, threw on shorts and a t-shirt, and walked quietly down the stairs and to the kitchen.
He put coffee on, and went out to the porch. After a few minutes he came back in, got a cup, and went back out, coffee in hand....

I arrived later than usual to my modest home that I had saved up ages to buy before the new regime. The new regime sprang from the depths of conspiracy and darkness, revealing many politicians to be apart of it. Changes flowed through the old society and in its wake of black lava a new society emerged. It tore down everything that it seemed unfitting for the "Alphas" in the world. Citizens disappeared for months with little explanation. "The meek and inadequate shall be taught to worship the strong" an Orde...