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Good morning to all my Fire Starters out there. I just wanted to go over how you can follow me here on Word Press, without being a member.

You can google my work and on the lower right hand corner of the screen you see “Follow”. Press that it will ask you for your email. Put your email in and send. You will get a notification in your email asking you to accept. Please Except and you will receive a notice in your email every time I post something.

You will not get receive anything from any other writers if you’re not a member of Word Press. I hope this clears things up. And can not wait to engage more with my readers.

Have a wonderfully hot day. (Sensually hot)

The Floating Sword The Finally

The blood receded from the queens face. Leaving her as pale as a corpse. She knew she would not live out the night. She came to grips with that reality as quickly as she could. She worked so hard to seek out the magician to pull the sword from the sky and now with it close to being hers, she will die without it.

Rage filled her , boiling in her gut sending thought’s of pure carnage to her mind. She will kill the king and his bastard bother. Leaving no one to claim the throne  and the sword will remain there in the sky taunting all.

“So are you here to get the sword or to kill the king and I?”

“Watch your mouth woman. I will deal with you later?” The king said with clenched teeth

But there will be no later. She has decided that for her self and no mediocre king will decide her death for her.

“Well, if I grab the sword from the sky will that not delight you? No I will not pull the sword from the sky I will take your life. That will delight me.”

Ryan said smiling at her. He noticed that his brother was more ill at ease than she was. He could tell that she had made her peace with her life ending.

“Why not make this more enjoyable.” Ryan raised his hand causing the queen to float at the same level as the sword. He closed his eyes implanting the image of the sword being in arms reach. As she tried to reach for it . Little tears appeared in her skin.

It started off slowly, then the slits increased and the depths increased. Causing sever gashes, exposing the red meat under the skin. The Queen screamed from the pain yet she did not cease in her goal of reaching the sword.

Her blood began to flow more freely the deeper the wounds went. Coating his brother the king. He did not move. He sat on his horse and listened to his wife suffer a death he would never put on someone himself.

Her death was made from pure hate and he could not stop the tormented massacre of his queen.

An all to familiar a gargle from the soon to be departed queen sounded loud on a quiet field.

“Since you kill the queen you still want to kill me brother?”

“Of course. Father should have never given you the crown. You don’t care for nothing but your self. If you did not have your head in your royal ass, you would have known that she killed our brother.”

The king climbed down from his horse and walked up to Ryan smiling.

” As I recall brother you have depleted you power. You’ve killed my men in mass and you’ve just killed the queen.”

Ryan stood facing the king without showing any sign of fatigue.

“Come, now brother, we may not have lived in the same home but at time we did train together and you are showing signs that you are depleted.”

“That will not change the outcome brother. I will kill you.”

The king just smiled and placed a hand on his brother shoulder.

“Ryan your already dead.”

Ryan looked into his brother eye’s with confusion until he felt the numbness travel down is right side where his brothers had rested. He tried his best to hold on just a few more seconds, giving angelica enough time to spare.

“You’ve built up your resistance I see. But I feel your heart stuttering. Say hello to father when you see him.”

The king walked back to his horse as his brother fell to his knees. He gave the signal for angelica to get the sword and before he fell he could see Nester in white in the distance. He knew all will fall just the way it was supposed to be and he allowed himself to leave.

The king looked at the young man in the distance and had a faint recollection of who he was.

“Are you here to retrieve the sword?”

“No I am here to complete what your brother could not do. Kill you.”

The kings rage shown all over his face.

“How dare you, boy. Guards kill him now.”

The guards did not move as the king ordered. He walked over to the guard that was closest to him and seen that where the eyes were only stood empty holes. the other guards looked exactly the same.

“You will not kill me. I am your king.” He yelled as he with drew a sword from one of his men and charged Nester.

He swung the sword wildly with no particular target in sight. Nester let him swing as he gracefully moved away from every thrust and swipe.

Angelica completed the chant, which revealed what the other’s could not see. The bridge leading up to the sword. As Nester kept the king distracted, as she ran to the sword. She put two hands on the hilt and the earth trembled.

The king looked towards the sword and seen a young woman holding it. His new mission was to kill her and not worry about some peasant trying to make a name for himself by killing a king.

The king charged at the young woman, with his sword gripped tightly in the hand.

Angelica pointed the sword at the king and as if she always knew how to weld it. She slashed down ward across the  kings torso as he charged forward, making him stagger back. The king refused to fall. He gripped his sword with both hands, raised it and brought it down ward attempting to take off her arm.

Angelica blocked his sword with hers and in a parallel angle swung her sword, slicing through the muscle, tendon, ligaments, and throat, but did not fully decapitate him.

Blood spurted and oozed down his front.

Angelica walked up to the king and said, “That was for my father, Uncle.”

The realization of who she was he took with him to the after life as he dropped on the invisible bridge, coating it with his blood.

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As Nester and Angelica walked to the boarder of the palace. There was heaviness that weighed on them. The loss of Ryan was hitting theme both but anglica more loss was ahead.

“I have to leave you now, Angelica.”

“I know. Will you come and see me?”

“This is not the end for us. It is just a parting of ways for now. You will seek me out when you are ready.”

“Why seek you out. Your right here. Just stay.”

“You are not ready.”

Nester walked up to Angelica and kissed her gently on the lips. Her innocence showed right through. She was not ready and Nester will wait.

“How will I find you?”

“You’ll always know where I will be. Bye angel.”

Nester  slowly disappated into air. Leaving Angelica alone to claime her throne.

                                           The End

(I hope you all like the floating the sword. Any comments feel free too. Thank you for stopping by.)

 

The Floating Sword pt14

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Ryan and Angelica walked day and night for two days only stopping when necessary. They made it to the floating sword only to see the king and queen guards there protecting it.

Ryan knew it would not be easy to retrieve the sword. He had come up with a plan as they made their way to the sword. The plan entailed a sacrifice that he knew that his niece would not understand.

He glanced at her as she surveyed the area as well. He was proud of her and what she had learned in such a short period of time. If he had, had children he would have wanted one exactly like her. Well that will not happen if the plan goes off with out a hitch.

“Ryan what should we do? Nester is not here yet.”

“We do what we set out to do. Nester will not let us down.”

They both looked at the sword once more before they proceeded.

“Remember do not come out until I give the signal. No matter what that crazed queen will say or do. Swear it!”

“I swear.” Angelica said with clenched teeth.

Angelica did not like the plan but as long as Nester makes it on time. They’ll survive with their heads and the sword.

Ryan was wearing a long tan shirt with a brown corded belt tied around his waist. His pants were the same color of the belt, it flared out a little at the ankles.

Ryan moved into the guards sight. One of the guards ran off in the direction of the palace. The other’s remained. The total number were at least twelve.

Ryan thought it was over kill but the queen her self invented the words over kill.

“Stop before you lose your life.”

“I think you should stop before you lose your life. Did the queen not decree that all magician’s should try to take the sword from the sky. Well I am here to try.”

The guard in the front looked at the magician’s and started to laugh.

“If you fail, you ill lose your head. Yet you come willing to get the sword.”

The other guard started to join in with the laughter.

“I said I have come to retrieve the sword not to lose my head.”

Ryan walked towards the guard. All of them drew their swords and position themselves for battle.

“Oh so now you take me seriously. I take it that the guard will reach the palace shortly so you think your lives would be spared if they get here in time.” Ryan took another two steps closer. “They will not make it.”

Ryan focus his attention to the guard that was in front of him. He began to utter words the guard never heard before.

Suddenly the air began to shift from a light, unnoticeable breeze to a beginning of a storm. It became so strong it was lifting the guard into the air about three feet and they heard several snapping and popping noises come from him accompanied by his screaming.

That’s when the other guards began to charge forward to kill Ryan.

Angelica watched the scene from behind a tree waiting for the signal. Then there it was the head nod. She closed her eyes and began to conjure up a spell of her own on earth the ground trembled and then became soft.

Shock and bewilderment was all over the guards faces as they began sinking into the earth, that was just as hard as a bolder. Now it was swallowing them whole.

The guard that was floating screamed an ungodly sound, then died from the torment of his bone breaking and his heart exploding with in his body.

Angel harden the earth as half of their bodies were still exposed from the waist up.

“Angelica you must hurry and start the spell to release the sword.” Ryan called out as he walked to each struggling guard and killed them one by one.

She centered herself, shutting everything out to create the spell.

Ryan heard the horses gallop towards him on his left. The king and Queen were in the fore front of the menacing brigade.

” So it’s you. You’ve finally came out of your self-imposed exile to retrieve the sword and dethrone me.” The king said glaring at Ryan.

“Yes, Adorno.”

“Blasphemy to say the kings former name. You will address him as king or you will die where you stand.”

“I will address him any way I damn well please. After all I am his older brother.”

A collective gasp was heard as the realization of what was just said sunk in.

“So now you want to be king?” The king asked again.

Ryan laughed and shook his head. “After all these years you think I would want the throne. No brother. I’m here to kill the bitch you call a queen that is sitting right beside you.”

“You will not be warned again brother. Watch your tongue.”

“Were you’re in on the decision to kill Adam or were you too busy whoring that your queen did it with out your knowledge.”

The kings astonishment was written all over his face.

“You killed Adam.”

“If he was a magician that could not pull the sword down then he lost his head. Who is this Adam.”

“He is my brother.” The king said through clenched teeth.

Wicked Wednesday (House Fire)

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This has explicit sexual content and intended for mature adults(18 and above). If you decide to continue reading, you are stating that you are of age of consent.

Hello my wicked fire starters. I have questions here that start off lite by lighting the match to burning the house down. Shall we start?

Q: I do not know if you have the answer to this but I had breast reduction many, many years ago and just recently my breast have been increasing in size. First question why and second question why didn’t someone tell me this could happen. The only person really enjoying them right now is my husband and he’s not carrying them.

A: Woo. Let see . Breast are made up with fat tissue and let say milk glands. You had them take out fat tissue and excess skin. Sad to say this but gaining weigh contributes to larger breast and genetics. cause honey some things just can not be contained. As far as the doctor not telling you. Not sure maybe he wanted your money. As far as you hubby enjoying the ladies, he must feel like he’s welcoming back long-lost friends. Hey you got a breast man and he wants yours. Not bad sweetie.

Q: Okay this is definitely stupid but how do you get over feeling shy when someone goes down on you.

A: Nothing is stupid or off the table. Like with anything once your are comfortable with it you may start craving it. It helps to look at it and think positively. “He/she must like it allot since they want to go there.” Negative thoughts tend to give you an adverse reaction towards the situation. Also if your partner goes down on you first sometimes it’s to get you off but they may not last long. You get what I am saying.

THINK “OH MAN,THIS FEELS GREAT!”

Q: Fia here’s my question. What’s your thought’s on penis lengthening? I mean I am sick of hearing women they want seven inches or more. Honestly I’m happy with what I got.

A: Damn, really. My thought’s on this is it is not necessary unless you’re a porn star. Sorry. Let me put this image in your head. You in your partner but you art never fully in and you have to hold the shaft while you’re doing your thing as well as steady your partner. Because let’s be for real sometime times things get aggressive. people heads hit the board or the floor. Just saying shit happens. You can also lose sensation, then what the point? I’m not even talking about giving head. Most women are squeamish about it already can you imagine the turn downs you get, if it abnormally long. People need air.

Also you may have to invest in a lot of lotion for those times your alone. You get what I’m saying. It’s not economical. (Laughing)

If you have any more questions please email me at fianaturie1@gmail.com. Comments are welcomed below.  Until next week keep burning.

Fia catch up time!

 

 

imagesSo my fire starters I hope every day has brought you a little heat. As for me I have been getting bombarded with things that has nothing to do with what I am passionate about.

I felt as if my camp fire was being stomped out. But as we all know. Fia can not be contained. So I say “Bring it on baby.”

Will be posting the final excerpt of the floating sword soon.

I am working on a couple of other projects that will be announced shortly.

And my little burners Wicked Wednesday is tomorrow.

The only thing I can say is prepare your selves. lol

Have a spicy day.

Fia signing off.

The Floating Sword pt 14

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The air felt thick. The queen felt as if there was a heaviness to it. The king had not visited her bed for over a week. She did not question who he was spending his nights with and she refuse to care. She cared for him once and that proved to be a disaster.

He only started to pay attention to her when the rumors were getting out of control over her taking a lover every now and then. It did make the people question his rule and that was what she wanted. He was weak for luxuries and he did not care about who he had to hurt or humiliate in the process.

She was going to prove to him and to all the subjects that she was more than a quiet mouse of a woman. She was a queen and her desire for the sword to rule was her goal. she did admit to herself that of late what they shared sexually had been exciting. Yet he choose to fall back to his whoring ways.

Tonight will be the night when all will either survive or crumble. She felt it to her core that the one destined for the sword will arrive this very night. That will be hours from now and she had to prepare her plan. Once the sword was retrieved and placed in her hands she will slice his head from his body. She knew the sword had to be sharper than any sword ever forged. She smiled at the thought of his head rolling on the ground with a body near.

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Nester awoken with pain shooting through his head. It was strong enough that he lost the contents of the food he ate on the floor.

“I see you have awakened.”

“Oh goddess it hurts so much.”

“Yes allow me. I will take the pain away.”

The ENOR walked up to Nester’s bent body and radiated a glowing light and once the light engulfed him the pain subsided. The ENOR pulled the light back and took several steps back watching and waiting to see if Nester were going to respond negativity to his activation.

“I feel better thank you. Are the other’s ready to leave?”

“They have left days ago. You have been asleep for three days. Please take this robe and follow me.”

“I told you all I can not stay here.”

“We have heard what you have said. We will not force you to stay. You will return. The cloths are clean and comfortable to train in. Your going to learn our skill of magic that will help your companions. Do not worry. It will take them a few days before they reach the bridge. You will get there on time.”

“How can you….” His words were trailed off by images that were implanted in his mind. He knew without a doubt that he will reach there with a problem.

“Do you have a name? What am I supposed to address you as?”

“We have no given names but you may call me Ash. That is suitable.”

“Ash it is. So we will begin training. Hoe long will that take? Longer than what we have time for. You will learn three moves, that will save your life and the lives of your companions.”

The ENOR guided him into a cavern with many pools of steaming water.

“Choose one.”

Nester glance at the pool farthest from the front and choose it. The ENOR closed his eyes and the water began to bubble more and foam a little. Then he turned to leave.

“Where is the soap?”

“The cleansing solution has been added to the bath. Do not take long your instructor will be waiting for you.” The ENOR turned and began to walk away.

Nester went to the water and it swirled with color at first his thoughts ran to a dark place. What if they try killing him in this. Then he though if I was going to die by them they could have killed him many, many times.

He undressed and sat in the water. It soothed his muscle and his head felt like it was on a cloud. The ENOR’s healing ,magic is definitely one thing he must learn.

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Angelica and Ryan had been traveling for two days. The ENOR’s had promised them that Nester would be unharmed and will meet with them at the bridge. Angelica was going to protest but Ryan knew that they were powerful beings and if they say Nester will be there when needed. He will be there.

Before leaving the womb the ENOR that had help them retrieve the book allowed them to memorize the spell that will help Angelica retrieve the sword. The catch is giving her enough time to say the incantation to release it from its floating tomb.

Ryan came up with a plan than will give her time. He looked at his niece and thought of  how brave she was going after her destiny. Her mother and father would have been very proud of her. He was.

“Uncle are you alright? You seem a bit into your thoughts tonight. Do you want to hear the incantation again?”

“I am fine. Yes let’s hear it again and if you are not too tired we will practice a bit. The Battle for the sword is almost upon us and we have to be ready.”

Angelica began to say the word and Ryan continued to plan for what he must do.

(So the next excert of the floating sword will be at it’s finally. I hope you all enjoyed reading it as I have been writing it.)

 

Floating Sword pt 13

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As the trio continued, their trek deeper into the woods to find the Womb. The King set out to the guards at the bridge as the queen suggested.

It took them two days to reach the entrance of the womb. It was magically hidden from non magical beings. the information that was stored inside could destroy the whole world.

Ryan, angelica’s uncle walked up to the hidden door and tried  to push it open. It would not budge. Angelica tried next and still no movement. Nester reached out to pushed it open and he was scratched by a thorn that was not there a moment ago.

The earth trembled as the door began to open. There was no light inside and the three were not about to turn around without answer’s.

“Why is it every where something magical occurs it is always dark?” Angelica said softly not sure if something was hidden in the dark emptiness of the womb.

The three proceeded inside and the door closed behind them.

“Welcome Enor, we have waited for your return.”

Voices coming from every direction were speaking out of synch.

“Who is speaking? I can not see who you are, please reveal yourselves.”

Light began to emerge in the distance of the womb until it was bright enough for them to see four people dressed in clothing that was not from their world.

“You have not answered my question. Who are you? Nester asked again as he looked the four beings over.

Angelica and Ryan stood together on the ready for a battle. These being could not be trusted as far as they are concerned.

“We are the Enors from the past. We have been guarding the womb since time began and we were waiting for you to arrive.”

Nesters mouth became dry and heart began pounding against his chest.

“Why were you waiting for him?” Angelica asked.

“He is the new guardian of the Womb.”

Nester was afraid of that.

“I have no training or knowledge of magic to protect this place or anyone else for that matter.”

The four beings looked at each other than at Nester. “You will come with us. You two may go down that hall. The book you seek will be there. Just call to it and it will come to you.”

Ryan and angelica wanted to stop them from taking Nester but thought other wise. This is his chance to find out who he is and who his people are.

The walk down the hall behind the beings seemed to take forever.

“Asks your question.” The male on the right side of him said as he kept walking and looking forward. Not once making eye contact with him.

“What is an Enor? I do not understand any of this.”

“You will enter the room of Enor history. At the end of it, if you have any questions we will be here to assist you in finding out the suitable answer.”

Nester felt as if they were avoiding his questions and it was making him feel more ill at ease the deeper they went. He could not help but to worry about his companions. Hopefully they were alright.

They walked into a room that mirrored the night. With the stars lighting up the sky, Yet there was no moon.

“We are in the room of history. We will not teach you all of this as quickly as we would teach a younger child. You brain will only tolerate a small amount of information at a time. We will start at your beginning.”

“I do not know if I should feel insulted or nervous.”

“We do not mean to injure your person but we are honest in what we say. We ENOR are being that come from the sky as they say. A far, far distance from here. We go to planets to see if we are compatible with other forms of life. ”

The ENOR on the left began speaking. “We come to discover that we are compatible with many life forms. So we choose a life form from these planets and produce offspring according to their biology.”

That lost Nester. ” According to their biology?”

“Yes your species incubate their young for nine moon cycles. Other are shorter or longer depending on the species. You came exactly on the ninth moon cycle and was left in the care of the male who help create you. As we observed he was taken away and killed when you were young so you were brought here for a time. Once you were old enough we wiped your memories of us away. ”

“Why? What reason did you have to do such a thing?”

“To protect you from harm and to wait until you matured with the knowledge of what these being can offer you. Yet they were not willing to show you any thing at all and used you as they felt fit. So sent a desire to you.”

“A desire?”

“Yes. For you to want to learn magic and find a teacher. That way you will find your way back to us and we will unlock you natural abilities as well as return your memories.”

Nester began to feel as if heat was rising off his body. How dare they choose how he lived. He had nothing and became a thing for the queen to use at her command.

“You left me with those evil people, to learn their ways? I wish I was never created. They are selfish and cruel. The rare few are worth saving. I was lonely and had to fend for myself. Even now I had to defend my self to keep from being taken back to that sadistic queen.”

The four ENOR’s looked at each other and nodded. “We are sorry for this. Since you have made it here, we can unlock what is inside of you, for you to become who you truly are.”

“What is that? One of you? So I can create and abandon my child. No that is not going to happen.”

“You are right. It will not happen. You were created for a purpose. That purpose will come to you in time but you must accept that you are more than what these being are. Your power is muted due to your lack of training.”

“So you will teach me?”

“We have but a short period of time left. These archived manuals will continue your knowledge were we can not complete. Time is truly not with us. Shall we proceed to unlock your inner power.”

Nester did not fully trust these beings but he was tired of not knowing who he was and what he was capable of.

“Is there a catch to this? Will I die sooner or lose my sight?”

The four looked at each other. “Yes in the future there will be others that will seek you out for guidance. You will be the guardian of the WOMB.”

“Do you mean to tell me that I will live the rest of my life alone in here?”

“No. You will have a partner in life. She was chosen for you since birth.”

Nester could not believe what was happening at that moment.

“Enough stalling. We must proceed or you must leave without your inner self being set free.”

“Well I survived this long without it.”

“Barely. We watched and guided when appropriate. ”

Nester never ran away from anything before the queen.

“Lets get on with it.”

The four ENOR dropped their robes revealing glowing bodies. It shined brighter than anything he’s seen before. the four reached out with there left hands and a beam of light went straight through Nester. It caused pain he never felt before. He could hear things break inside his body and felt other things shift to accommodate something.

Then it happened a pain so sharp and intense he felt his chest cave into itself. He could not scream or breath. All he could do was fall.

‘What have I done?’ he thought.

 

Angelica and Ryan walked into a room filled with books. Ryan tried his best to figure out what to call out to summon the book they needed. Those ENOR’s were no help. It seemed that they wanted Nester more than they wanted to help them.

When he was a child and was told stories about the ENOR’s he thought of them as a caring being, that kept to themselves. Non magical people never heard about them. It was decreed that people with out magical ability could not be trust with the knowledge of the ENOR’s. But it seems of what he’s been told was a lie. They seemed not to care about their plight.

then they heard it a sound in the direction from where they came. Angelica and Ryan both looked at each other hoping it was not what they thought.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!”

There was again clearer. It was Nester. As the turned to go to his aid the doors closed in front of them.

“We have to get to him.” Angelica tried prying the doors with magic it would not budge.

“He is alright. Please do not concern yourselves.”

An ENOR floated into the room from the opposite side.

“What are you doing to him?”

“He is being shown who he really is. At times it comes with pain but he will survive and return to you in tact.”

Ryan looked at him with lips closed tightly together to keep him from yelling.

“How can we summon the book?” He ask to distract himself.

“Just call out its name”

“We were never taught any names of the books.”

The ENOR shook its head.

“Fine. I will summon it to you.”

“Come forward Book Of the Sword.”

“What?” Angelica said

Then a large book floated toward the ENOR into it’s hand.

“That’s the name Book of the Sword?”

“Yes why have something complicated. Some times the most simple is the most effective.”

The ENOR handed the book to Ryan and left them to it.

(Today’s excerpt hopefully explained that the ENOR’s are not your regular beings. That Nester is the highbred of the human race and ENOR.  I tried to have it end by two parts. This one and the next but I may extend it to one more excerpt. We’ll see how the other part goes.

I love comments. Feel free to. Whether it’s good or bad.)

 

Floating Sword pt. 12

 

Breaking the Queens’ defiant spirit is a challenge that the king is enjoying. The more he has her do and see that she reacts adversely. The move he feels in control.

He does not want to break her drive in getting the sword. It has been years looking for the right magician that is destined to pull down his sword.

The king rose from his throne and walked towards the massive oak doors to leave his advisors to their debate on what should be done to the people to get them to work harder and produce the food that is required to feed the palace.

The king hated them all. ‘Those heartless bastards.’ When he ascended the throne he was told to be tough on the peasants and treat those around you as a threat to the thrown and his life at all times.

That was decades ago when he was just a young man. The years had made leery of those around him and angered at those who claim to care for him. Like his beautiful, yet unfaithful wife.

The first time he had caught his beloved wife with another man, he was going to her chamber with one of his advisors. Of course he killed the advisor not to have it leaked out to every one and he locked her up for six months in the top tower to teach her to behave. All it did was make her more determine to find ways to be with other men.

The king decided that he would bed whom ever he chose as well since their married is by name only anyway.

Then he had a dream of a woman in black dress tell him what he must do to tame his wild wife. The things that were coming out of her mouth he could not believe it to be pleasurable at all. He woke with a start. But the dream continued for weeks until he felt he had learned as much as he could. He wanted to put it into practice.

The first ten days were incredible. The reaction the queen was having towards his more dominating personality was beyond what he thought was possible. After the ten days he did not bother to entertain any time with the Queen to see if she would go out and seek a new lover.

To his surprise his spy’s confirmed that she had not. Which confirms, what he was doing was effective on his queen.

He was on his way to see her in her chamber’s to see if she had formulated a new plan to retrieve the sword. He had been a bit uncomfortable to go, since the last time he went their was another man in her chamber.

The king walked into her chamber without a knock to give her notice and she was sitting by the window’s ledge looking out over the garden. She seemed to be deep I thought. It was a shame that he had to disturb her concentration but he needed to speak with her.

“Is there someone out there that needs his head removed from the rest of him?” He said trying to roust her out of her thoughts.

“No my king. You made it perfectly clear as what lays before me if that should ever happen again.” She said with a slight smile.

If he would have known she was submissive by nature it would have been helpful.

“So what brings you to my chamber?”

“Have you come up with a new idea on how to get the sword?”

“No I have not but I feel we need to put a guard there at night and day. It has been to quite with the peasants. I feel something will happen soon and I am not sure what but it feels like tension building in the air.”

“Are you sure your not being paranoid?”

“No my king.”

He nodded and kept looking at her beautiful face. He turned and proceeded to leave but before he left he turned back to her saying,” Tonight prepare for me. I will return late and I want you in position until my return.”

“My king what if I can not?”

“Well my queen you will be sitting in a position that will not only cause you more pain from what I will in flick on it but you will watch as I take all three of your chamber maidens in front of you. I suggest you stay in position.”

He saw the flare of anger cross her face and he could imagine how wet she was just thinking of what is to come tonight.

 

 

Write what moves you!

 

 

legs-682_1392646aGood Morning, Afternoon or Night my fire starters. I have a topic I felt the need to address today.

What is the difference between Fantasy writer, Erotic writer, and Fantasy/Erotic writer?

Well here is my take on the matter.

Fantasy writing is a creation of worlds or species that is all in the writers imagination, being brought to life for you the reader.

Erotic writing is a written sexual scenario that the writer wants to illicit sexual excitement to his/her readers. That is totally possible in the real world.

Fantasy/Erotic writing is the hybrid. The best of two world for the writer. You can delve into dark places that the norm would deem unacceptable yet it turns them on never the less. Create creatures and world altering experiences, while still being safe here in the world.

Why was this brought up to be explained?

I have been asked over the years why don’t you stay with reality writing or fantasy.

Why do you bounce around?

I like reality but my mind bends towards the fantastical.

Yes, I can write about you and me and make it hot (Make it extremely hot). But then I would stifle my self and kill off a part of me that likes to create the unnatural.

My advice to you all is write what moves you. Not everyone will like everything you write, but there are those who could not go on with out another word from you. Write for them, write for you.

Until my next post of the floating sword. Keep the fire burning.

(If you have a question that I can answer with fire. Please do ask. email me at

fianaturi1@gmail.com.)