Please do not read if under 18 years of age or offended by sexually explicit stories and situations. (c) 2002 Couture *********** The sun was beginning to wane and the fog which was ever-present at Frogwart's had begun to settle on the grassy field. It heavy and thick, making it hard to breath. It was even harder to breathe when you were tired and the sc...
For hundreds of years people spoke of a woman living in the forests of Elthian, not too far out from the little village those forests surrounded. Little was known about her, as most accounts came from the occasional merchant or hunter who lost his way before finding it again. She was described as a hideous creature, whose teeth looked like daggers from a dis...
There was a knock at the door. Lady Christine moved to open it, but stopped just second to glance at Sophie. The look was intended as a warning for the young vampire to be on guard. Any supernatural letting a fixer into their home was taking big risks -- that much was common knowledge, but this situation called for a professional. When Christine opened the...
Dorcas Corey stood on the rough wooden planks of the scaffold, barefoot, wearing the plain sackcloth frock of the damned. The coarse rope of the noose was tight about her neck. She stood on her toes, the tendons of her feet arched, to relieve the tension of the rope. She could feel the rough fibers of the noose digging into the skin of her throat. The townsp...
Darlene sipped her coffee, omitting the usual sniffs and ahhhs she indulged when drinking her morning cuppa without anybody else around. Her mind was totally absorbed with the embedded video she had just clicked on from the daily news roundup online. It was an antiquated broadcast of the show "Politico, Corrected" with host Roy Mahler from the turn of the...
Meghan looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her Halloween costume looked great. Being a huge Star Wars fan she had decided to dress up as a Twi`lekk smuggler. The costume consisted of tight fitting black pants and knee high boots of the same colour. A crimson shirt fell down to her upper thighs. A belt held her blaster pistol and pouches for equipment. He...
When the Devil Dykes rolled into town, folks scooted out of the way. The people of this tiny one-blink town gave up tables and booths at the local diner and bars. They hoped, and some prayed, they had little or no contact with the biker gang. More than often, their hopes and prayers were all in vane. The motorcycles roared into Fountain Springs every summe...
It was All Hallow's Eve and Hunter's Full Moon that night. A very powerful Lunar energy was coursing around us in the abandoned stone temple that I and my Wicca students had chosen for Esbat. These were 13 young women, ages 21-30 that I had chosen from my Flock to become Witches. All had been studying for months. The ways of Magick, the Old Religion, The Cha...
CHAPTER ONE A well-known man in the Nelspruit community, John Carpenter, took his wife and two sons out camping for a weekend in a woodland reserve. His daughter, Jane, could not go with them, as she was in Pretoria University righting her final exams majoring in archaeology and doing her final level in martial arts as a sport. The older son, Graeme, had en...
The cloaked shape skirted across the square between St. Giles and the dark Parliament House before crossing the cobblestones of the Royal Mile. The Castle towered at the top of the hill, guarding the Firth of Forth. Far below, the windows of Holyrood Palace, barely visible at the foot of the steep slope, flickered with candlelight. The shadow stepped into th...