"Chelsie finds an uncanny similarity between her dream and events of two centuries ago"
"Ow!" said Chelsie. "Stop that!" She looked behind her. Nothing. She looked over her other shoulder. The long, dark corridor was empty. Nothing moved in the gloomy old house. But someone - or something - had definitely touched her behind. Alarmed,...
"A Roman teenager lusts for his new guard"
I had just turned eighteen, soon to be getting my own residence. My father was a senator in the Roman Empire and if I were to leave our home I would require a guard at all times because of the...
"An afternoon of lesbian love in Ancient Egypt."
In the time of the duration of the Lady Rennefer’s life, Kemet was ruled by a woman. The ancient Egyptians had no word which could be translated as Queen. A king’s wife was known as ‘The Great Royal Wife’. And...
"Young English girl raised in Shanghai in 1890s marries missionary bound for Africa."
Elizabeth completed finishing school in June of 1898, but she wasn’t scheduled to return home until August. That’s when acquaintances of her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Longmont, would be traveling back to Shanghai. It would be unthinkable for a young...
A Steampunk Erotic Romance I always think of her when the sun sets. We’d been on the beach all day, I’d been watching her play and enjoying the heat of the summer as the tide slowly crept towards us. Eighteen...
"A Lord exercises his right."
Tim was not a nice boy. We say ‘boy’ because that is what people called him. No one knew exactly how old he was. He showed up one day at the inn and agreed to work for food and a...
"A viking woman waits in anticipation for the return of her lover after the summer raids."
The morning air was heavy and thick with mist. Tendrils of the morning fog wrapped its fingers around the trunks and branches of trees, engulfing the leaves in its mouth, pressing the rest of its massive body against the rippling...
"You’ve never met a cougar like Jillian. Pray you never do…"
"Could you help me with my camera?" she asked. I was trying to pull the fog-shrouded pylons of the Golden Gate Bridge into focus on the ground glass of my old view-camera. As if by magic, Jillian's lithe silhouette emerged...
Elena was a wonderful young woman when I met her, not that I could really understand much of what she was saying. Elena was a strange one, she wasn’t your typical beauty and she had a way about her, a...
