First of nine parts; this is a tale of love lost and found. This is my second favorite from among the stories I've written and posted. I really my main characters here.
A young man goes to prison after his best friend gets killed in a car accident. Returning home after doing his time, his family reject him. Forcing him to leave, to start a new life in another part of Britain. But still, be haunted by his past.
My sister blackmailed me into shooting some pictures of her for her boyfriend. If I'd have known how things would turn out, she wouldn't have had to threaten me at all. In fact, I spent a lot of time voluntarily shooting Hannah. I took the shots for her portfolio. I was an amateur, of course, but that portfolio got her a chance to be a model. A famous model, in fact. Now, instead of shooting Hannah, I - well, the title of the story says it all.
The Danaan were the ancient Greeks, also known as the Archeans. In Ireland the 'Tribe of the Gods' were known as de Danann. Coincidence? Of course not. This is how it came to be.
A hot MILF and her luckless husband check into the Glamity Bay Island Resort for a vacation filled with sun and sand. Instead she becomes addicted to the giant black island cocks they both become addicted to a mind bending fuck drug called Sinsemilla Diablo, or Devil's Weed.
His wife ran off with another man, leaving him with two sons to raise. They were not expecting a blond goddess to appear in the middle of a snow storm and rescue them, or did they rescue her?