From Elsweyr With Love (#1)
La'Dasha arrived at his office as quickly as she could. She had proven herself worthy of the top assignment as a chief operations officer within the Aldmeri Dominion over the years with exemplary service, yet as a khajiit she knew she would always be...
A Dream of Summer
Sit with rajirra." he stepped into the small span of water between the shore and her rock. the water was cool, but not cold, and the sight before him kept his manhood fully engaged.
From Elsweyr With Love (Epilogue)
"No, you made the right choice," Em said. "Like you've said before, we may be working with Hammerfell someday. I doubt she would yield much useful information without torture anyway." "And we don't do that... right?" "Not anymore, more's the pity,"...
From Elsweyr With Love (#10)
"They've left the city. Yes, he's going after them. I don't know why! Ask that damn Inspector Trudal. We left so many clues they should both have been in jail by now. Yes, don't worry. I gave it to my man. He'll make sure she sees it before he finishes...
From Elsweyr With Love (#6)
"I don't _know_," said the grate. "What do you mean you don't know? You were supposed to follow her!" "Dammit, I'm not one of your agents. I have a very specific skill. It's my specialty and I'm good at it. But I'm not a spook. I'm not good at...
From Elsweyr With Love (#5)
As she approached the table, the three men seated rose. She smiled at their courtesy, and took a seat offered by a small man at the end of the table. "Thank you. Nice to see some gentlemen still respect a lady." "Oh, certainly," said the man. "We in...
From Elsweyr With Love (#4)
An hour later and Ra'Jirra had stripped to her underwear, panting on the bed like an overheated dog. Sarosh was on the balcony and dressed similarly (except for the bra) and settled in for the night. She might have been a little jealous, but he was...
From Elsweyr With Love (#3)
Ra'Jirra strolled out of the bath wearing only a towel, her hair wrapped up in another atop her head. Then she sat at the small table. "Romanov? What kind of a name is that?" she asked, scanning the dossier. "It's a malapropism. Her real name...
From Elsweyr With Love (#2)
"You understand the mission then?" La'Dasha said to the grate under her feet as she sat on the bench. "I do," came the terse reply. La'Dasha had never met the man she knew as Faelian, though she had made use of his services for years. So far he had...
From Elsweyr With Love (#11)
In the end, it turned out Queue was a off a little bit. It wasn't instantaneous, but it was effective. In fact, he had time to utter one world before he slumped to the floor. "NO!" It took another 10 minutes before Ra'Jirra managed to free herself,...
From Elsweyr With Love (#9)
Ra'Jirra awoke at dawn. Her head felt a little odd, but she chalked it up to the lack of sleep and turned to the jet black form of Ko'Manir. What had she been thinking? She knew nothing about this woman. It wasn't her first time with a woman, true. She...
From Elsweyr With Love (#8)
The scrap of paper was gone. "Damn," she thought. There had been no where to conceal the gun with this outfit on. She'd left it in the briefcase. She opened the door carefully, looking for tripwires. Inside the lights were off. She always left them...