In the early spring of the year 1533 and following years of turbulent courtship, my mistress Anne Boleyn is now wed to King Henry and is the rightful Queen of England. Our lives could never be the same again and our love could only continue if we were car...
Tumbleweed blew across the marshes as the wind began to pick up. The moon gave off little light as it sat high above the wastelands with the occasional cloud blocking it from view. Malicious creatures patrolled the barren landscape in search for their pra...
How many girls can say they own a palace? Not many, but I bet that turns to none when I ask, how many girls own a palace made completely of ice? For as long as I can remember, I had this cold, dark force inside of me which allowed me to create things that...
“Mirror, mirror…” A slow, clear voice intoned. A swirl of green light emerged in the centre of the mirror’s gleaming frame. It surged forth, raging like a storm. Two long shadows across the cold stone walls and floor as a theatre mask appeared through a t...
PrologueTHOUGHTS The king should have the biggest cocksword. It was a simple, well-reasoned conclusion maiden Reina reached while contemplating her good fortune at having been chosen the King’s bed maiden. If ever there were a reason to make a man king, t...
Full Package with Jan. Jan was my queen and certainly crowned my glory almost as soon as I arrived. “I shall be your Boadicea today Alex and lavish you with a bowl of fruit” and by that she meant she would empty the bowl over my naked body and crush all a...
Candice went to work as usual and did the normal things she did when she got home. She still had no reflection in mirrors, but she was starting to adjust to her new life. She soon discovered her senses were more acute and her sexuality heightened. She cou...
