Cloaked by his hood and dressed in clean, upstanding clothes, no one gave Nimr a second glance. He looked nothing like the brave and fierce warrior that duelled on the sands, and he blended in with ease. The market stalls, the busy streets, the horses with their carts and the shopkeepers with their wares- not […]
Yesterday I breached the 100,000 word count on my Warlord story. I hadn’t set out with any particular goal in mind when I started writing this, but it’s taken on a life of its own. I’m thinking about how to wrap it up, and putting into motion the final elements. It will be emotional to […]
The bloodied gladiator that staggered from the dagger embedded in his thigh was not going to live long in the memory of the House of Nepos. One of the fifteen given to him by Paulus, Nepos despaired at the man’s lack of fighting skill. His opponent was a man of the Moors, bulging with muscles […]
Marcus Paulus was not used to be summoned. A man of his importance did not expect such things. Yet when Caius Metellus called for him, Paulus did not dare ignore it. What he had not expected, upon strolling into the senate office of Caius, was to be faced by not one brother but two. “Vibius, […]
The sun was continuing it’s slow but steady ascent as Nimr reached the doors to Lady Crispina’s house. He pummeled the huge wooden doors with all his might, until young Stigr opened it. Crispina’s latest servant looked wide-eyed in shock at the imposing sight of Nimr, who did not waste time on pleasantries, pushing past […]
Nepos was not himself. Etruscilla knew this immediately. The stillness of the night surrounded them, as did the cloying humidity, and Nepos’ handsome, unclothed body was cuddled up against hers, yet he made no move to seduce her. She knew he was worried- deeply worried- by events he could not control, yet precisely because of […]
Nimr returned to the holding area with the other gladiators from his new ludus cheering his name. Well, most of them were. Kaeso was sullen and silent- Munatius merely inclined his head in respect. His victory over Decimus had been unexpected and hard-fought. He hoped that his opponent survived, so one day they could repeat […]
Nimr felt pain. More pain than he had felt in years. Blood trickled from several wounds and bruises were developing all over his body. Yet he remained standing, utterly determined to defeat the man who stood before him- Decimus. The man-mountain that was Decimus was not unhurt himself. His own wounds leaked blood and bruises […]
“Welcome good people of Rome!” Vibius Maccius Metellus stood on the balcony, proclaiming today’s games open. Behind him sat his older brother, Senator Caius Maccius Metellus, along with Marcus Octavious Paulus- and Petillia Crispina. Nor were they alone. Several senators were present for the latest group of fights to grace the Colosseum- the grandest of […]
I don’t know why I haven’t done this before. Floridaborne, of Two on a Rant, has been sharing (via Carrot Ranch) prompts for little stories, and I thought I’d finally create one of my own. **** To make the occasion memorable for their precious little girl, it was decided ten candles would be lit for […]
Breached the 70K mark on my wip! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
This is just sheer absolute, exquisite beauty.
I have eaten too much pizza.
I don't think it's up to you to decide what's best for women, nor whether or not men can find them attractive...
You may be wondering where this post will go. Well, let’s place the scene in the restaurant above. What might I deem inappropriate behaviour in this setting? A restaurant has waiting staff, who (depending on the quality of the establishment) may or may not be paid a particularly decent wage, yet will work very hard. […]
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