Author’s note: This is part 13 and the finale of Whore’s Voyage. This part, combined with part 12, was written prior to the previous 11 and was intended as the ending. However, the story does not end here..the epilogue was written this past Thursday and evolves the story to continue as my new Wicked Wednesday exclusive series, Sexton City…this is part two …
Author’s note: This is part 12 of 13 from Whore’s Voyage. Although this has been rewritten three times over since, this was the first part of the series I actually wrote before writing backwards from this. In the tradition of works such as Harry Potter…I then separated it into two parts (this one and XIII next week). One minor issue…if I …
Author’s note: This is part 11 of 13 for Whore’s Voyage. “Dennis of Kent, where were you hiding? For a pirate, you are not very brave, are you?” Coming out from the cover of trees, Dennis offered a tight smile. “There were hidden soldiers in the trees.” Alrik nodded. “It is as though they knew we were coming.” Grawth stood …
Author’s note: This is chapter 10 of 13 for Whore’s Voyage. Roman blood flowed as Koke’s teeth ripped at the soldier’s throat. Her hands gripped around his hand that held the sword impaled in her belly. His hand grew slack on his grip upon the sword. His brown eyes showed the shock that came with meeting an immortal. Koke had grabbed …
Author’s note: Part IX of Whore’s Voyage. We have skipped a bit of unimportant stuff, but allow me to fill in upon where we are. Alrik is driving a carriage that was provided by their new Celt companions that ride their own horses as outriders. The carriage, itself, carries Dennis and Koke. However, this is not really where we are …
Author’s note: this is part seven of Whore’s Voyage. Due to this week’s Wicked Wednesday prompt being a bit obscure for this series…I was going to ignore the prompt. After a severe rewrite, however, this series needed some humour anyway. Thus the point of view of where this story was originally written from has changed, just a bit. The prompt …
“Grawth!” Alrik screamed. His sword was brandished out in front of his naked body. Koke, to his right, was unsure of the situation. Dennis had vanished and somehow the mortal Viking had sensed the coming Celts before she had. “Alrik? That’s you?” The voice came from behind the dark veil of trees. “I knew it would be you, you bastard!” …
Author’s note: This is part six of Whore’s Voyage, marking the midway point of the thirteen part series. “I’m just lucky to be here,” Koke said with a smile and allowed her tongue to lash out, sliding up the length of the Viking’s erection. Alrik, though erect, did not stir. Since crossing first to England he had felt ill and …
