Beauty turned to her captor and almost screamed out in horror at the half man/half beast that stood before her, resplendent in the finest of clothes but looking as if he should live out in the barn. He had the body of a man but he was furry and had a snout, like a dog's. And his yellow eyes seemed almost inhuman. She shivered in terror, wondering what was in...
Riley scratched the back of his neck and let out a long sigh. The scent detector, a long handheld device with a point-locator attached to the handle, was designed to track odors several miles away. Riley and his catchers stood at an abandoned campground which had an empty cooler, a freshly burnt out pit fire, and clothes strewn all over as if ransacked. The...
Author's Note: I took a different approach when writing this story. It takes on two different views switching from third to first person views, but at very notable times. Also originally this story began as a short story with the very end of the story, the battle as the short story. I had submitted to a website for a contest and had gotten a lot of good revi...
Tim smiled as he watched now from a distance Luis in his home environment, watching as the freak with fangs fed freely on young men and women. How he felt sickened by him yet at the same time curious on how he was alive yet dead. But he smiled as he watched the vampire feed, watching his every move and making sure he won’t get caught. Luis was moving around...
Beastly The smell was going to attract someone. I'd pretty much figured that out already—hiding in some alley was only going to work for so long, the way I was panting and dripping. I was glad I pretty much never wore panties anymore, but I'd already dropped one ben-wa ball and I could feel the other one slipping. I rolled my head back against the wall, my...
Standing on the bow of his ship, Demetrius was overwhelmed with feelings of sadness and loss. His status as an immortal was obviously a wonderful gift from the Goddess, a consolation prize to the curse of constant nudity and eternal frustration, but there was a catch of course. He had been away from his home now for over 53 years and did not appear to be any...
The "Cherry Picker" My name is Susie O'Connell. At the time this story begins I was a freshman at the local community college and wrote an advice column for the school newspaper. While reading the mail for the column I encountered a question which reminded me of something my younger sister Cathy had told me: I am a virgin and want my first time to be spec...
I've worked with Stark's Traveling Freak Show for over thirty years now. The bulk of those years I've spent with Dr. Faustus and Monolith. Monolith is the reason there is a Stark's Traveling Freak Show, so I've always felt I have a lot of responsibility and receive a lot of respect. My job is not always pleasant and in fact is often quite gruesome, but I am...
Rita was a woman in her early thirties, shoulder length red hair, and calm blue eyes. She was also very, very tired from a long day of work in a local factory. Pulling up to her double wide, she slipped out of her old beater, and walked up to her door. With a sigh, she unlocked it and stepped inside. Absently, she made her way to her bedroom, shedding her cl...
Selena looked over her shoulder as she headed into the forest, the lights of her town shrinking behind her and her only light coming from the small flashlight in her hand. All her life she had heard about the beast that dwelled in the woods outside of town and all her life she had believed that these were just stories parents told to keep their kids from wan...