The Morning After Her body was pressed against his absorbing his warmth, delighting in the texture of his skin against hers, and she reveled in his scent each time she took a breath. Drifting closer to consciousness, she noted that she had snuggled against him entwining him in her arms and legs almost possessively. It was as though in her sleep, the strange...
I suppose there are worse things out there than being a Vessel, the human habitat of a Demon. At least until I die or it finds someone better. Yeah, it's a messed up situation. However, at the moment I can't think of anything worse than my predicament. Right now, I am in an old warehouse and it's surrounded on all sides by the Nephilim, these earthbound Ange...
One thousand years ago, the Great Battle was fought between the beautiful angel, Sarah, and the evil demon, Malice. She defended the gateway to the human realm; her duty, to prevent the demons from passing through. Previously, the angels and demons had formed a pact that no entity would enter the Gates to the Abyss. But, the angels knew the demons would n...
Tanariehl owned not only a dungeon full of perverted magical devices, he also had more conventional quarters. Together with Ephra and Laerinia they took a long hot relaxing bath in a large four-person bathtub. Then they shared a delicious meal that tasted pretty conventional, not like something one could expect in a demonic dimension; the incubus even had wi...
A bright sun shines down on the ruins of an old city, long since been abandoned. In an open square, a red haired angel inspects the carvings on a wall. "I wonder what race made this city....Human? But this doesn't seem like any human writing..." Her grass green eyes study the wall intently, alight with curiosity. A smooth voice behind her says, "It is a cit...
In mortal life, once upon a time, Kadini was a fearsome warrior. One who served at the pleasure of Shaka, King of the Zulus, and the last ruler of the magnificent realm of pre-colonial Southern Africa. Kadini the Zulu warrior personally killed over a hundred white men when they came to pillage, rape and plunder his homeland. The Zulu warrior had sworn an oat...
The moon bathed the world in silver as a faint breeze blew through the open window. Seven white candles burned around the circle drawn on the wooden floor in chalk. A figure in a black robe knelt, lighting the eighth candle at the center. The scent of eucalyptus was strong in the air, along with sage and lavender. Somewhere, an owl screeched in the night. T...
Hey! This is my first try at writing a story and posting it here. So you know, be nice. Any feedback or comments would be much appreciated. This is obviously a fantasy story, sorry if that's not your thing. Finally, a big shout out to my 'friend' who will remain nameless for help with the idea and editing. ~~~~~ Another beautiful night in heaven, as would...
Oh death, why has thou forsaken me? My name is Anthony Dhaliwal Adewale, and I want to die. The problem is that I can't. And that, my friends, is a problem. Anyone looking at me would see a six-foot-one, lean and athletic young biracial man with light brown skin, light brown eyes and curly black hair. I was born in the City of Imphal, in the Manipur State of...
With great effort, the Helltaker journeyed into hell, bashed skeletons, kicked rocks, solved every puzzle, and ultimately, gathered the finest cuties throughout the netherworld into his own demon harem. Armed with nothing more than a sharp suit, sexy shades, a great chocolate pancake recipe, and the wit to pick the right dialogue options- or the grit to go t...