Driagon Fli UPDATE!!

Hey everyone, I'm not posting any clips or anything today because I wanted to give some information about the blog site. I'm using it mostly for giving some teasers and also giving some one else the opportunity to post their poems or stories and to give feedback on my clips and also others. I hope to get some followers as well.

I do plan to have my website up pretty soon with the listing of my books in its entirety that I have now and plus more coming. I want to encourage people to come and take a look at the website and I will let everyone know when it is up and running. I am pushing for December 25 as a Christmas present to myself. I will have some of my books for sell but it is a part of a series and there will be notice ahead of time.

See you later

Deception of Amber preview

Hello everyone with Halloween nearly around the corner, I thought I would share an exclusive clip from Mya's new story Deception of Amber about what happens with an innocent girl falls into the world of the Others. This in it's entirety will be posted on my website coming soon. Enjoy!!!


She gathered up the courage to push herself up and run into the woods. Toni was officially convinced that she has walked into the freaking Twilight zone and had to get out of there quickly. She ran as fast as her legs would carry her. Her heart was beating rapidly and it was the only sound she wanted to hear. She didn’t want to think about the growls behind her; she just kept running. Then she saw a clearing as the street lights were appearing; the car was merely few feet away, but her heart nearly jumped out of her chest when she heard a cackle behind her. She found the strength to push her legs harder as the sound got louder. She stretched her fingers out in desperation, trying to grab to the door handle as it came closer. Come on Toni, you can do it. Finally she had the handle in her grasp and the car shook. Next to her was the leader with his face blackened and blood on his lips, pushed against the car with Donovan in his face.
“If you ever come near her again, I swear I will rip your throat out. She’s mine.” He snarled and the leader nodded.
Donovan released him and watched as he limped off in the other direction. Donovan stood in front of the car, his fist still balled at his side so tight that she could see the apple red they were turning. Toni paused before moving closer clutching the jacket tight to her as a cold wind settled into the air. His shirt was gone and the muscles that adorned his body were flexed and bulging. He leaned his head back and took a deep inhale.
“Donovan?” she said and his head sharply turned towards her.

He almost forgot she was here. He elimnated the Hyena gang, slashing and knocking them unconscious. He did all that without turning into the beast. Now that the beast protected, he need to conquer. He couldn’t fight it any longer; there was his prize standing in front of him. His cock pulsed as he saw her mouth partially open and her breast moving up and down with every breath she took. Then there was her glorious smell. He was so thirsty for her. He took a deep inhale and craved her body. He had to conquer; the animal needed her.

Something has to Change By Lanail Edwards

I wonder, how much do I have left to give? Is it enough to supply you only to watch you want more? Or could I have finally given my all? I feel like no one understands me, no matter how hard they try, including you.

When I wake up I'm reliving the hurt all over again and I'm wondering "how do you really, really get over it?"

Do you close your eyes and open them again...nah because this nothing has changed. Should I change my number just in case you think to call?

I mean, I thought about it but it wasn't really all because of you. This is a road I have constantly traveled. After a while you get tired of going down memory lane and for your, it's been far too long.

So, what is there left to do? Say Goodbye? Good bye for now or as many say, till the next time I take you back. I say good bye forever, because even if I stayed you would only keep hurting me.

Clip from Been Waiting For Love by Mya

This is my feature author name Mya called Been Waiting for Love. It is special sexy love story about two childhood friends. It's from a series that she is working on Literotica. We are going to put it through editing and then we will post in its entirety on the upcoming website. Comments are welcomed.

He went back into the living room and looked at some of the pictures on her fireplace mantel. In one picture there were Katrina and her friends were on a beach lounging in their swimsuits. Those must be some of her friends from college. He kept scanning till he stopped at the picture that had the three of them in it. She was between them with her arms wrapped around both their waist. They couldn’t have been no older than 16 at the time, which would have made her 14 or 15. He remembered they took that picture before they went to the State Fair and she was so excited to go without her mom for the first time.

He heard light footsteps and turned around to see her heading into the kitchen. She stopped and smiled at him. Her hair was released out of her ponytail and draped over her shoulders. She wore a button down man's shirt that just brushed the top of her knees. How any man in his right mind would enjoy the journey up those delicious caramel legs?

"I thought I was being quiet." she ran her fingers through her hair.

"They teach us to sleep light and listen for everything in the military." he was thinking it was best to go sit on the couch before it became obvious that he was staring.

"I'll just grab you a beer" she offered.

"Yea, if you could, please."

She grabbed a beer and a glass of wine for herself. She joined him on the coach, tucking one leg under her. Their hands touched briefly as she handed him the beer which sent a set of electric currents through him. Damn, he thought he was over this. He had to admit that she looked so beautiful sitting there with her face freshly washed and still smelled so good. He took a deep breath as he settled back into his seat.

"How is school?" she asked.

"It's pretty good. I'm in my last year of law school and I'm finishing it here. I planned for some time to come back home so I've been making arrangements to transfer to another school. I just choose your brother's wedding as the time to make it official."

"Really? That's so cool I had never pictured you as the lawyer type."

"Truth be told, I didn't picture it for myself, but after years of studying I found I belong there."

"Where did you want to go from there?"

"I was thinking about working for a firm or becoming a JAG."

She smiled at him, "I'm so impressed Scott. I didn't think you were so determined."

"That's almost an insult Kitty Kat." she turned away.

"Well, it's hard to think that way when your main mission in school was to see how many girls you could bang."

"That wasn't my main goal. That was one of the perks of being so smooth."

"You seem so modest about it." she replied sarcastically.

"And you seem so bitter about it." she looked over at him.

"I don't have to be. I’ve seen how you and my brother bring girls around and they always fell at your feet. I must admit I was always a little bit curious about you," he stopped in mid-drink to look at her, "but don't let that get to your head." She added feeling the extra courage from her wine.

He laughed uncomfortably, "You certainly have changed Kitty Kat."

"Only in a good way." she paused looking at him.

She scanned down his body, taking in every muscle. It was as if he was sculpted out of stone. Her exploration stopped at his crotch and she couldn’t help but to lick her lips. She found herself wondering how long it will take till he gives in.

"So, what about you?" that snapped her eyes up, "I see you are cooking."

"Yea, I became a chef. I cater out to parties for Debra's restaurant. She runs the restaurant side and I do the catering. It's called JK; the J comes from her middle name. She really goes by Jade. She has spent years working on the restaurant and I have to say it's becoming really popular now."

"She's a good friend?"

"Yea, I met her in college; she actually helped me realize how much I love cooking. I want to open my own bakery though. I want to serve French pastries and have the restaurant designed like those little cafes in Paris or open an Italian restaurant that plays jazz music. You know something different around here." Now Scott was highly impressed with little kitty Kat.
"That's a great idea. I know you are smart and determined enough to do that. You were determined enough to teach me how to dance."

"Oh yea I remember that. You had two left feet and still didn't know how to work them. So, how's that going? You've been practicing?"

"Yes, I practice every night with the guys in my camp." he replied sarcastically and she laughed.

"Shut up, I'm serious. That took a lot of time to teach you to dance. I remember it was a couple of days before your prom and you weren't sure how to slow dance. Then you asked me to teach you the basic steps."

"Yea, your basic steps helped somewhat, but didn't prepare me for how I really danced that night."

"And how exactly did you dance?" she asked trying her best to sound as innocent as possible.

"You're too young to find out." he said with that sexy grin and she bit her bottom lip. He just opened the opportunity.

"Stand up." she said setting her glass down and standing to full height, "I want you to show me how you dance now."

"Katrina, come on I don't think this is the time." she grabbed his free hand and tried to pull him up.

"Please, I want to see if you still got it."

"It isn't going anywhere." she put her hands on her hips and he laughed, "What's the big deal?"

"Well, you have to dance at the wedding reception and I don't want you to embarrass us and more importantly me."

"Very funny." he finished off the beer and stood up, "All right, give me what you got." she reached around for the remote and it turned on the stereo.

As soon as he heard the words to song that blasted on from the radio, he knew he was going to be in trouble. She walked up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck looking up at him.

He let her led them moving side to side slowly as she pressed her body gently against him. He appeared a little too calm to Katrina. He just didn’t know how his body was urging him to press her closer to him. Those big sexy brown eyes were looking up at him and her fingers were lightly grazed the back of his neck making him groan. The feel of her fingers made him stumble and miss a step. She smiled knowing the obvious effect she had on him.

"I thought you said you still had it."

"It's been awhile since I used it." he coughed.

"Put your hands on my hips." he complied watching her mouth say the words in an audible whisper.

She bit her bottom lip and she moved closer to his body crushing her body against him, "Follow the sway of my hips. Once you feel it, you can move just like that."


He felt himself moving against her to the same rhythm he felt her hips move. Her lips parted as she moved back against him. Scott felt his cock start to wake from all the attention it was receiving. He wondered if she could feel it. When he looked down at her, he didn't see Kitty Kat. He saw a woman with her eyes clouded with desire. The tops of her milk chocolate breast peeked at her open shirt. She turned around in his embrace and pressed her back against him. Oh goodness, she felt so soft and good up against him. She smelled like a ripe strawberries that made him want to take a bite out of her. She placed her hands on top of his as she grinded her butt against his growing erection.


Katrina gasped as she felt the tent that was growing behind her. She had to part her legs feeling the wetness drenching her underwear. She never has been turned on this much by dancing with someone, but being with Scott always prompt her for feeling new things. Scott shut his eyes tight as he tried to reason with himself the many reason not to sleep with her. He knew that she is his best friend little sister, but she was also a grown woman who obviously knew what she was doing.


"Katrina." he gritted out through his clenched teeth.


She moved his hands up from her hips to her breast. His hands involuntarily squeezed on her globes and she moaned out. After awhile, Katrina wondered what was stopping him. She was ready and she felt that he was ready too. She leaned her head back against his shoulder, looking up at him. Their eyes spoke their hot desire in volumes. He licked his lips looking down at her and she pressed her thighs together feeling that sudden need ready to take over.
She grabbed the back of his head, Scott, kiss me." she whispered as she pulled his head down to hers.

First post from Lanail Edwards

This is the first submission from DraigonFli Publishing from Lanail Edwards. I hope everyone enjoys and stay tune for clips from my new author Mya.

Emotional Poet

Sometimes I wanna write…..Sometimes I feel like no matter How much I want you to understand me...I know truly you will never really get me. All I wanna do is be happy. So tell me why is it… I feel so alone. Why is it when I lay in bed I seem to think of not only you but some of everything else too. Sometimes I just feel like writing. I wanna scream and tell the world my story. My heart desires, aches, and dreams. Can you take all of me in or do you really only wanna hear about you? Sometimes I cant help but write. Once I’m full I got spit , even if I didn’t want you to know. You can call me crazy, strange or maybe insane but I think this thing called Life keeps me Sane. I can only see me love…not matter how much I wanna hate. You can hurt me, beat me, lie to me and cheat on me and I still love….now that’s the part I think is crazy. Maybe one day I’ll click or who knows maybe I’m a ticking bomb waiting to explode….instead of doing it all over you…I’ll do it with this pen… Listen to me write, listen to my poetry, you find everything there is to know about me….not really just a lot of the things I seen and went through…shit still going through, you may even find a piece of you in me. I feed off the energy given to me and I pour out for other who seek. Sometimes I just got to write no matter how much I want to not write….its like magic…my thoughts roam and my emotions speak….God just give a me second away from life so I can breath.
　
Peace and blessing to all those who don’t understand me…..you to have the choice to listen

Launching

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