Teyla washed her long blond hair in the sink and reflected on the changes the last month had wrought. The old ruins of an ancient city had been unearthed from the frost in northern Canada. The language on the stone tablets told a strange history. A people had risen from the blood tears of a fallen angel forced to be the bride of the demon lord of ice and sno...
Duncan West has been waiting for this day his entire life. His 21st birthday. Today he'll got through the blood rite as his father did before him. He'll become the earthly vessel for the enigmatic being from the beyond. One that calls itself Eternity. He enters the sacred chamer clothed in only his ceremonial robe his father stands behind an altar. His mothe...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2015 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ************** It started several years ago when Tom, one of ou...
This is an entry in the 2008 Lit Halloween Contest. Copyright © Leslumens. If this story appears anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, it is posted without my permission. The fourth page is only a couple of paragraphs, so I hope the page count doesn't scare you away. Δ~~~~~~~~~~Δ The janitor was far from surprised to see...
Memoirs of Kitty Siam – The Priestess and The Monk. When dawn came and the first rays of sunlight slipped through the gaps in the wooden shutters and the sheer curtains that functioned more as mosquito netting than actual drapes, my housemates stirred to life. First Sneha and Palu attempted to continue where they left off the night before but a slightly dis...
I slept upon on the stone altar of Banius, naked and alone. I had gathered my lush red hair behind my back to cradle my lithe, limber body. I could sense him even in my sleep. He was watching my rounded breasts rise and fall as I took slow, deep breaths. Curiously and cautiously, he ventured closer. His eyes scanned the altar, making certain I had no dagger...
The ceremony had ended and the priests were walking down the dirt pathway leading from the altar back to the main building. Calina watched the hooded figures walk in two lines, their robes dragging in the dust. The last two priests were helping support a naked young woman as she walked with them. As she got closer, Calina could see a faint trickle of blood r...
This is my first story on CHYOA, I've never written an interactive story before. I hope this practice run is enjoyable. The eventual alignment choices will give the general direction I believe Tala is heading in depending on what choices were made. I set the story up with an idea that's been rattling around for awhile, so please feel free to continue the sto...
This one is dedicated to Timothy, who unknowingly inspired me and kept me up all night writing it. Descending in silence to the sacred circle I could feel the air around me tingle and pulsate with energy. Glancing around us at the dark forest a tremor of fear ran through me and I stumbled over a fallen branch. My sharp intake of air and the sound of my feet...
This story is an old concept. Not that it is tried and true, but rather that Vincent is the raw material from which Mykris and Brandon were formed. This story will have far more sex (toned down from my drunk ramblings) and practice for writing violent scenes. Also, what might be apparent by this piece, I need an editor/someone to talk about this story and m...