gandie Posted March 9, 2012 Share Posted March 9, 2012 I Dont have the computer version of skyrim but i would really like to see some of these books, they could be very.... creative. how could i read them? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
phaota Posted March 10, 2012 Share Posted March 10, 2012 Funny book, though it needs proof-reading before publishing into a Skyrim tome. I noticed a lot of errors. hehehe , Here's my first book. Remember it is completely innocent. How you read into it is your own doing. Mud Crabs - Clear out the nest All day long he was restless. Unsure of what the day will bring, but he certainly was itching for a fight. Back and forth, nervously pacing. Hour after hour. The skin covering his very bones was just crawling. He knew he had to do something, not being able to put a finger on it just made matters worse. Long hours into the night and early the next day, the discomfort was taking its toll. Early that second morning, a visitor arrived, sullen but certain. "Its your fault" she exclaimed. "I have not gotten one ounce of comfort since you did your deed then gave me your crabs". He knew exactly of what she spoke and deep down inside was certain this was the cause of his rash and unsettleing feeling. He could not admit to this woman, that he was the cause of this incident. Had she known he visited another's den, he would not have given this lovely lass the crabs he did. He just had to sample the Chitin near a bush in the woman's front yard. How could he admit to her that he brought them back to the house he shared and pledged to this wonderful creation. He gave them to her however, the crabs of some other woman. The eve of 2 nights prior. The same night he shared his most hidden knowledge about his treasure with the other woman. They shared secrets about each others nest. Him and the strange female feasted. They tasted of each others stores. His beauty left in anger. He was certain his love had her doubts but knew she was unsure. To cover his sins, he knew he had but 1 option. During the darkest hours of the night. When the moon falls silently behind the western hills, he crept out needing to see that wonderful nest again. The mound of the other woman that started the whole incident. He was going to rid himself of the crabs. Slinking in the shadows, he fealt his way across the area to the pole that marked his destination. When out of sight from any but the most trained eye, he lit up a torch and set fire to her bush. Without realizing what he had done, the crabs lept from her bush and were on him. With only the lit torch, he waved it around burning the crabs. They seemed to be everywhere, almost dogding as he accosted the infestation. Tiring as it was, the arcing fire seemed to take on a life of its own and eventually thwarted the rush of crabs. The light flickered and went out. The next morning, tired and sore, he got out of bed to answer the incessant knocking. The pounding he thought only inside his head. Not really knowing how he got home or if it really had happened, he managed to get to the door. upon opening it, his beloved was there crying. She was hurt deeply but managed a soft and broken, "why"? The young man had nothing to say, so he just stood there and waited. Waited and wondered what would be next. He didn't wait long. My sister. My poor twin sister. Someone stole onto her private area at her home and set fire to her beautiful bush. I helped her groom that bush and we often shared special moments there. Last night a stranger crept in and destroyed that wonderfully groomed area. She had a stool she kept just behind the bush that someone pushed into it and destroyed it all. Hot as embers, the stool burned deep into her bush until finally the stool was gone and the bush completely changed forever. After this short recap of the happenings that fateful early morning the women left, never to return. She left with her sister to help groom her own bush. To put a stool there for them to enjoy and share new crabs that they'll get from another encounter with some unknown merchant. The man closed the door confused at first, but then clarity struck him. He realized he could have shared in all the crabs the 3 of them could have gotten from each other and from complete strangers. The stool he burned would have been shared by all and he could have nesteled into that bush or the bush of his former girlfriend if he had only groomed it properly. Alas, could he have taken the night back. He surely would have reconsidered cleaning out her nest. He could have revelled at her bush, shared her stool and tasted the crabs of the 2 women he loved. :biggrin: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LindaMJohnson Posted November 1, 2013 Share Posted November 1, 2013 If you join Emma Rose's newsletter you can get free romance books all the time. She runs promotions about once a week. You can search Emma Rose Romance to find her site. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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