Originally submitted elsewhere as Yoko Hiko. *** 1 Enticing. So utterly enticing, the scent of flesh. Though it had been many centuries since he had caught the scent on his petrified nose, the demon of desire knew the scent much too well. How long he waited to revel in the scent of flesh on flesh, human sin. Oh yes, how he couldn't wait. Asmodaios, stuc...
Chapter 1 Marked My name is Asher Dreg, I'm fairly short with an average build. I have a fair complexion with brown hair and grey eyes. I'm 19, barely old enough to be away from home. I have no family to speak of, I was a war orphan. I was raised in the orphanage in a small village near the sea. I was alone for as long as i can remember. Our Village were m...
*Sorry there are such large gaps between the posting of my stories. If you want to remind me to get a move on just drop an email. And a thanks to Cannd for her marvelous editing and beta reading of this.* ***** Zak's P.O.V ***** I stared after Oscar for a moment before quickly putting a shirt on. The urge to chase after him and drag him back here almost...
Alright, new (Stand alone) Story to keep you guys busy while I finish the two series I have going now. I was kind of bored and was jumping around impatiently, trying to pick something to write. I started this one over a year ago and figured I would finish it since it was more than halfway done. I hope you like it, don't bite my head off if you don't. I prom...
*Sorry for the delay, I was on a weekend trip and I wasn't able to write for a few days. All characters are 18+* * Adriel slept. The new addition to Christopher's household was exhausted, and moments after their brief friendly 'conversation' he had started crying again. Christopher didn't know where Adriel had come from, how old he was, or even if he was...
********************************* The world became frigid once more, covered with snow and ice from relentless storms. Cold flakes burned his face, threatening to melt away his white mask, scrape off the clinging lipstick. But no matter how furious the weather became, Sajery sat on the same bench he sat on ten years ago where he first watched his Kichay dan...
Sorry to be taking so long between each chapter, I'm sort of in a block right now. ***** Chapter 60: Scars of Rebuke Arnaav peers over a reef as he signals ahead, hearing a marlin several feet away. His survival-knife spear quivers slightly in his little grip as he signals again. He meeped a little as signals again. And again. Once more, he sent a signal...
Author's Note: Hopefully if you're reading this series for the first time you will have noticed on my profile page a note begging you not to read chapter 2B if you were looking for a continuation. If you didn't happen to, I'm sorry. I hope you enjoy the new chapters anyway, as they pick up from the end of chapter 2. Thanks again to Tap04950 for your editin...
Note for this chapter - my werewolves have a non-stereotypical trait in that they're not allergic to silver, instead they are allergic to iron. I've decided that my werewolves are a species of fey/Faery so iron is more logical then silver. Thanks yet again to you guys that are still reading this and giving me comments and encouragement! It means a lot and...
DISCLAIMER: This is a fictional story that includes gay references and gay sex. It also includes references to religion. If it is illegal for you to be reading stories that include gay references or if your under age please stop now. If you take religion seriously then either stop reading now or take the ideas in this story for what they are: just a story an...