I watched as the pentagram rippled, filling with smoke. It was, to understate things, weird; it was as though the gas was trying to escape, but kept running up hard into an invisible wall. The final effect was that of a moving, writhing column of black marble, undulating in front of me. "I command thee, demon, take a form!" I was hopeful, at the time, that...
Shattrath City expanded in a wide field of destruction beneath Pinter and Mandala. Once the bastion of Draenei civilization, the hub of all enterprise, philosophy, and religion of Draenor culture, the city was a smoldering heap. Pinter had been here before. She was sure Mandala had been here, too. Alliance and Horde forces had joined Khadgar, Thrall, and oth...
The City of Aethwin, jewel of the Free Cities, spread out before the weary group as they crested the last ridge before the outlying farms. It was nearly noon, and the city's glorious spires and luxurious terrain were bustling with activity. The sky was clear and the winds kept the temperature manageable. Horses would have been nice, but it was pretty certain...
It was with silent, solemn efficiency that the remainder of the group made their way through the twisting halls and stone-paved tunnels. Faringalia remained out and limp in Alan's arms for a long time, while Windhawk took her place as torch bearer. Without Garthur's expertise, they had to move slow and careful, though at least Windhawk's keen senses still al...
NOTE: This is possibly fiction. Spelling is English-English and grammar is copyright to the author. * CHAPTER 1 Winter's chill swept the county somewhere in southern England where the young clerk Annie Forsythe came into the office of the managing director and said, "Mrs Marks has sent me sir." "Yes?" "You wanted your filing folders checked for a missin...
John and Carol were true baby boomers: they were married on the same day the Woodstock concert started, in August of 1969, a couple of months after the first moon landing. They honeymooned inexpensively in John's parent's travel trailer, which was parked on a wooded lot near a resort and lake in the high Rockies. They had dated for over a year, but without...
Roxy left on a dirty weekend with Mal the next Saturday morning, her gratitude for Mal over-ruling her earlier decision not to do it because she'd found she'd liked his wife. She recanted because she felt beholden to him and Roxy said if he wanted her he better make it soon before she changed her mind. "I'll take you somewhere this Saturday," he said hastil...
"Your wound" Rosaline murmured desperately against the heat of his lips. "We need to ... we really should ..." He only pressed harder against her, his mouth attacking the tender flesh of her neck, tasting her skin, devouring her aroma, shaking her body with sensations and need that threatened to overwhelm her young, inexperienced mind after all the exciteme...
The furtive figure tiptoeing through the predawn gloom had been named Laura once upon a time, but that time was now long past. How long? Three months, perhaps; surely no more. But Laura was a human's name, after all, and the figure -- which squatted, urinating, among the gnarled roots of an ancient elm -- was no longer human. Her owner was pleased to call h...
Kerissa paced the small space backstage like a trapped animal testing the limits of a cage. Soon she would be out there, free to dazzle and free to thrill. Wrapped in the heavy cloud of rock music she tried to push aside the nagging doubts she had about later. She'd reluctantly agreed to participate as a nude model at the after show dinner for a select group...