Lady Grace: For Love and Money
Lady Grace is a rogue super heroine, answering to no sisterhood. She is also a masked vigilante on a personal vendetta against those who hurt her family the most. Using her naturally born ability to manipulate and use water as a weapon or defense, she goes after the city's seediest, sleaziest players — Pimps. Sometimes the good guys don't win. More
Super heroine in peril fiction at its finest!
Lady Grace is a rogue super heroine, answering to no sisterhood. She is also a masked vigilante on a personal vendetta against those who hurt her family the most. Using her naturally born ability to manipulate and use water as a weapon or defense, she goes after the city's seediest, sleaziest players — Pimps. Sometimes the good guys don't win.
Warning: This is a very explicit super heroine in peril story. It is action oriented, with an emphasis on fighting/violence. Sex and domination are also within this story. It is just over 4,227 words of actual story.
“I don’t think so,” she said.
Lady Grace quickly overtook the purple limo. She summoned a javelin of hardened water in her right hand, and threw it with all of her super human strength. Amazons were known to be ten times the strength of an average man. The water spear shattered the moon roof and she reformed the water into a kind of jaws of life. Within seconds the moon roof was ripped open even wider to reveal the purple velvet clad pimp inside.
“We need to talk, Sugar Daddy,” the lovely Latina Super Heroine said.
He reached into his jacket and pulled out a pistol. She immediately formed a water shield before her, and the bullets ricocheted off. It was a .38 Special, so he quickly expended his ammunition.
“Tsk-tsk,” Lady Grace said, shaking her head woefully. “Sins piled upon sins, Sugar Daddy. The Lord is not pleased. And neither am I.”
Water appeared out of thin air to wrap around Sugar Daddy’s arms, legs and torso. Within seconds he was lifted screaming out of the damaged limo and the pair of them suddenly stopped in midair as the unsuspecting limo driver sped away. Sugar Daddy cursed venomously at his idiot driver and lackey.
“Tsk-tsk, such foul language,” she chided with a wicked smirk.
About the Author:
Don has been hooked on sexy super heroines since the day he watched Frau Fausta Grables chloroform and capture Wonder Woman on TV. It was a simple step from there into super heroines in peril stories. Now he writes his own characters, and it having the time of his life doing so.