A young woman, recovering from leg and hip injuries, finds herself increasingly confined under her doctor’s overcautious care. As her dependence deepens, she senses both genuine concern and a troubling warmth in his attention—leaving her unsure where compassion ends and control begins.
Jim has lived alone for many years. For more years than he cares to remember. The past is closed to him, too painful for him to go there. Then a friend from that time contacts him and asks for a favour. Could Jim take someone in for him? Jim is reluctant, but his friend is desperate, so Jim agrees. Then she arrives.
Carl Beadle is hopelessly submissive to feminine power and authority, but hides his outward desires, transmitting his yearnings through written fantasies. A member of a writing guild, his deep desire for one obviously dominant woman, leads him to an act which results in those shielded but profound yearnings being exposed forever.
An anthro snow leopard princess and an elven paladin clash in a duel, forge a winter treaty, and test how far trust can go behind closed doors. Slow erotic buildup, deeper character psychology, fur fetish and clothing themes.
A story in the Fantasy Ravishment Universe
Under six escalating red moons, a highborn woman is captured, claimed, and transformed by a brutal orc war-band. From ravishment to willing surrender, from iron rings to molten brands carved through her very heart, she becomes their pierced, squirting, eternally orgasming queen. By the final moon she is no longer human; she is the living red moon itself, a pierced and branded goddess of unending climax who births a new crimson sky from her own endless release.
When a busty blonde breaks down on a lonely highway, her rescue by a hung black trucker turns into a gratitude-fueled interracial pounding in a seedy motel, where she worships his massive cock and begs for every dominant thrust until he's breeding her dripping pussy.
From the Crazy in Carson saga This is the first part of what I call the Gil saga. During my time living with Gil he drained me of my vital energy and I lost interest in everything I loved. I even stopped writing and hooking up with people. I tell this story to explain my absence to my few fans because during this period of my life I dropped off the face of the earth without a word. This story intertwines with Fire of the Mountain and Written in the Stars.