Fourteen-year-old Ayo flees forced marriage and joins Dahomey's legendary Agojie warriors. The initiation wall takes her breasts. Training takes her innocence. War takes her humanity.
She rises through the ranks through brilliance and brutality. Falls in love with a fellow warrior. Learns that in this system, caring means losing.
And discovers the strongest prison is the one we build ourselves.
Sandra is a successful manager, more used to giving orders than taking them. After a particularly stressful day, she surrenders control of a night out to her boyfriend, Rob. She finds that she likes it. And when he takes charge of more than just the meal, she finds that she likes that too, even though it leads to some places she didn't even know she wanted to go.
The first new Losgud story in many years. While once a stalwart member of the old ASSM community that initially populated Storiesonline, I've been moribund for ages. I hope this helps rectify the situation. It's a story of love-gone-wrong that, drawing closer to home, becomes one of love gone absolutley right. Including the Losgud trademarks of smart writing, hot sex, and the bit of humor at the whole situation. Hope you all enjoy!
Is sperm really a miracle drug? Can it make young teenage girls smarter if it's orally administered to them? What's the best age to do it? How much sperm is the right amount? Is it better to get sperm from a close relative to ensure acceptance by the recipient? Read all about it in this EARTH DAY story...
A From the Aether Comes Life, and Love Story Since last summer, 8th Grader Bill could see them. The reason, he assumed, teen boys randomly sported wood: the creatures. Translucent, blue grey creatures, one per boy, silently teasing and tormenting those in the throws of puberty. His own companion appeared to be a girl about his age, with dead eyes and no soul. Until...
Broken Hearts
A moment of clarity is that moment in which you see your life and the truth of it clearly, perhaps for the first time. And afterwards, nothing is ever the same. A husband has a moment in which he realizes thetruth about his dying marriage. This is one of those stories where nobody win.
The messages that I'd written on the backs of innocent photos of my darling daughter were only ever intended to be for my eyes. They'd been written late at night to help release what I knew were my ever-unattainable desires for her. Then one day she found them.