She arrives shortly before midnight, her expression a mixture of fear and anticipation. I greet her at the door, wearing my outfit for this evening. Since I won't be the primary focus of your attention tonight, you've allowed me to add a black cape to my usual uniform of my collar and nothing else. If she is shocked, she makes no show of it, taking my appear...
Mein Name ist nicht wichtig. Wichtig ist nur, was ich kann. Ich habe ein besonderes Talent. Eine Gabe. Kurz gesagt, Was ich sage ist Gesetz. Wenn ich jemandem einen Befehl erteile tut er es. Oder sie. Und diese Gabe hat mir schon viel Spaß beschert. Mein Gegenüber behält ihre Persönlichkeit bei, tut aber was ich sage. Wenn sie etwas nicht will, tut sie es tr...
Belle woke the following morning in her massive new bedroom, alone. The silken covers were draped over her naked form and the sunlight flittered across her. Her mind recalled the previous nights evens, shuttering with feeling she sat up to gaze about the room. On the tea table sat a breakfast tray, gentle steam rose from the tea pot. Belle smiled to herself...
Ich lebe im Jahr 2035 im "The Campus" einer geheimen, multinationelen Forschungseinrichtung, die im Jahr 2020 errichtet wurde, um die dringenden Zukunftsthemen der Menschheit zu lösen. Hier forschen und arbeiten die CURL (Civilian Urban Ressource and Life), Forscherteams jeweils aus drei Männern und Frauen, die im Alter von 25 nach einem Excellenzs...
Die Freundinnen meiner Frau Vielleicht sollte ich mich erst einmal vorstellen. Mit bürgerlichen Namen heiße ich Johannes Fischer. Die meisten meiner Freundinnen nennen mich einfach Jo. Wenn ich Freundinnen sage, meine ich eigentlich die Freundinnen meiner Frau Rita. Rita und ich wir sind schon über 30 Jahre lang verheiratet, wir haben unsere gemeinsamen Kind...
Salem Ma. 2010. summer. The night air was warm they did not know I was watching set up the alter and draw the pentagram on the floor. As if I am controlled by a drawing, but let them have their childish ways. The coven gathered dress in white flowing gowns except for Diana. she was aging but she has been a good loyal advert of my earthly deeds. She has sa...
From the moment Elizabeth regained consciousness, she began attempting to plot her escape. She found herself in a spacious cell made of smooth translucent obsidian with only a musty cot and a lit wall-mounted torch.To further encapsulate the challenge before her was a heavy steel door barring her escape, its perimeter etched with glowing violet glyphs. But i...
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It'd been almost a week since my weird encounter in the woods and I'd churned the event around in my head enough to turn it into curiosity. I made a decision to stop by the Library after work and see what they had on witch craft, arcana and other just plain weird rituals. I walked in the door, the setting sun throwing my shadow before me. It wasn't very cro...
*I want to try something I haven't before. I want to try to interact with comments. At certain parts of the story I plan to have the main character doing something like online chats or something of that nature. She would interact with the comments you say as if you were talking to her. Some of the things you say could influence certain changes to the main ch...