~~Author's Note~~ My Little Ventrue is a paranormal romance thriller, centered around the machinations of vampires. Drama, seduction, love, and every sin found in the dark corners of a major city. It's a brutal world, filled with deadly politics, deadlier creatures, ancient conspiracies, and Gothic obsessions. It's a long story, and will be growing for a l...
It's ten minutes to closing and I can feel the E. Coming on much too soon. A sudden flush of warmth. Up my thighs, my cunny. My stomach relaxes like a big snake uncoiling. My breasts seem to swell and tingle. Heat up my neck to my ponytail. I feel my face glow. My eyes dart to Benji and I grin like a little maniac. He's making a double espresso for our last...
Chapter Twenty-One -- The Slave-Owner As the Buláshckt family and Silvítya were fleeing south, the Grand Duke spent several days surveying the ruins of the capitol and listening to reports about the evacuation. The fire had gone as planned, leaving the entire area within the city walls completely cleaned out. The only structures left standing were the Great...
JULY 23, 2014 I flew into Jacksonville International Airport for the first time in ten years. The sun was shining and the ground temperature was 92 degrees. As we circled the airport I could see black thunderclouds building in the distance. I'd forgotten how clockwork the summers were in Jack-sonville. Hot as hell during the day, summer heat like a thick...
The room quietly echoed to the sounds of city life as I lay there staring up into the fading dark as the world turned and night slipped into the beginnings of the new day. Sleep had been fitful. The constant turning of my mind as random thoughts flared, flickered and faded keeping me awake until the early hours. Night visions dancing in the darkness always...
What else is woman but a foe to friendship, an inescapable punishment, a necessary evil, a natural temptation, a desirable calamity, a domestic danger, a delectable detriment, an evil of nature. -St. Chrysostom What woman needs is not as a woman to act or rule, but as a nature grow, as an intellect to discern, as a soul to live freely, and unimpeded to unf...
The story "New Year Eve with Puppy" has born as a standalone to celebrate new year, but now it will be followed by others. All together, they form the sex experience of Lady Rhua. ***** The sex experience of Lady Rhua - Intro The web is a place where is possible to find anything and anyone, and if it's used in the right way, it offer us protection, a...
I grew up on the doorstep of wild dichotomies, yet my parent's never really tried to help us come to terms with the divergent world all around us. There were my four sisters and -- me -- the lone brother, the oldest -- but not by much. My parents went into a kind of reproductive frenzy in 1945 and didn't stop for seven years, and I think my father paused the...
A historical note: Around this time of the year, there has always been a celebration of some kind. Today it is called Halloween. A bastardization of All Hallow's Eve. People use it to celebrate the borderlands. The lands of death, of magic, of dreams. Essentially the same lands that were relegated to the Underworld in Greek mythology. However, the Christian...
(Note: This is a two chapter story with both chapters here. I hope you enjoy this adventure across the thin line of reality and fantasy.) * I hadn't been to New York City in over twenty years, and in fact, rarely leave my cabin in Maine for any cities. I shop at a local food co-op in our small town, pick up mail a the post office, sometimes get a bowl of s...