Rekka whimpered with dread, her misery total as the terrible man continued to torture her. She struggled vainly against his brute strength, but escape was impossible. She questioned despairingly where her gentle loving husband had gone, leaving her with this despicable unfeeling beast. "Oh, quit your bitching, I'm nearly done," Bill said, wheedling yet anot...
To my dear sister, I was barely able to write last night's letter, thanks to the attentions of the puppy lust sprites. They don't get tired. It's getting harder and harder to find time to write these, much less find time to get someone to send them. Still, I hope that soon they will not be needed. I think I am beginning to see how things on this Ranch work....
The campfire cast jumping shadows of the four of them as they huddled around, seeking the shelter of burning light from a suddenly hostile Knifewood. Within the fire, Larya knew, burned the daemon seed that had been inside her—as well as all the seeds Talla and Carrow had been able to find in the ranger's hut. The silvery beads burned neither especially wel...
March 26th, 1886 I sat on one of the pews in the First Temple of the Panarii and looked at nothing in particular. There seemed very little point to moving myself from where I sat -- and there was no better place to sit and think than here, in the quiet of the temple. The building itself was large and rectangular, with enough room it seemed for the whole ci...
In her dreams, Valina was Kitten. And Kitten was being a very, very good girl. She was immersed in slick vines, lost in tentacles from a vine dryad she had known many years ago. The vines slid over her like tongues, lapping over her breasts. She hung suspended, arms and legs spread out, as a vine slid between her legs and slithered over her pussy. And she...
I woke up to the clacking of typewriter keys echoing down Theo's castle's stone hallways. I rolled over to my stomach, pushing up from the mattress to stretch my arms and my back. Looking up over my shoulder to the ceiling I saw the painting Theo had above his bed—a small farm house on a grassy hill, the paint thick and textured, the sky dark and grey. I cou...
Author's Notes: Sorry for the long wait. Real life caught up with me. As always, thank you to Chris, my wonderful editor who I appreciate it immensely, and Rille, for making sure all the foreign language checked out. Happy belated holidays! ***** Chapter 1: "Oh goddamnit..." Ricky muttered as the both of us stared down the darkened windows of the store....
This is a substory about Melinda, a human girl in servitude to monstergirl Empire in this metaplot story: Theo: The Blood Angel of Lescatie. Her story starts at page 5. This is her own story, please enjoy and give feedback. ** Inquisition Interview Serial No: E6-Y-17T Post-screeningTags: Bondage and mildly sexually suggestive content. Subject: Female, h...
Welcome back! I update my bio each time I post a new chapter with what projects I have in the works! Feedback is always appreciated as are votes! Both tell me a lot about how I am doing. Enjoy! Blu ***** Rain pelted Kal and Ikuno as they made their way carefully along the thin mountain trail. They had left Ikuno's home earlier that morning to return to...
Hi all! Here it is, the finale of Book Three! If you're new to the story, start at Ch. 1. This is a terrible place to jump in blind. Returning reader? Welcome back, I hope I did the ending justice! I have already started on Book Four, so no worried emails please :) As always, thank you for your comments, reviews, etc. This community is amazing, and I coul...