*Author's Note* Credit to GodsoftheGodsgameing for the idea. This story is a collaboration piece with him. While we are currently discussing a next chapter, time will tell if that sees fruition. ***** My stomach growled. Something that was becoming much more frequent. Standing outside, I sniffed the air like a predator but shifted my gaze around like a pr...
Sensuality hanging in the air: it was a thought. A solitary nagging question of 'What if I did?' They'd written to each other and talked about it, of course, but somehow the situation had never quite arisen: timing, mood, other events getting in the way. For the most part, the thought never surfaced, buried now in the layers of friendship, the discussion...
Addison Rogers slumped over the wooden railing of her newly freed Spanish Warship the Ceville. Still recovering from her near fatal clash with her Djinn possessed Captain. Its demonic powers nearly killing her entire crew over the time they were prisoners. Sapping life energy like a Vampire yet not feeding on their flesh and bones itself. Those on occasion...
The end is coming. I tried so hard to prevent it. Seriously. A lot of people say that but I'm not most people. In fact, I'm not like anything you've ever seen. My name is Azor. I am a Super Vampire. Not just any Vampire. One of the Guardians of the World. We were the Masters of the Night. The lordly Vampires that ordinary Vampires feared. A long time ago, th...
This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned. Just as echoes pollute sound, the echoes of our histories pollute our view of the World. I had to fall back on a dedicated group of readers for editor assistance. The faults are mine. ***** (Wednesday Night) Yasmin had a kink I hadn't really had to deal with before. She lik...
The following week and half passed quickly, if strangely. According to Perikos we were mobilizing our forces. I found out a week after arriving on the planet that the "camp" we were currently stationed at contained fewer than one hundred…I wasn't really sure what to call them anymore, since Perikos was out of the question. Soldiers, maybe? Well, the p...
'GRANTOWN ON SPEY - 4' announced the faded road sign. Jessamy Beech huffed, exasperated, and peered back down the road. Hamnavoe was making hard work of the fresh snow that had fallen overnight, hobbling along on his makeshift crutch. Her bullet had only grazed him so she didn't know why he was making such a fuss. Bloody wimp. She shifted the weight of her...
I think this story has something for most people except lovers of shallow sex, willing cuckolds or 'reconciliation at no cost' types. It will particularly appeal to people like me that have a strong sense of justice. Remember the second B, in BTB can have two meanings. Like my other stories, I have taken a familiar idea and added what I think is a new twist...
(A Thyrsus was a staff entwined with ivy and surmounted by a pine cone in the cleft at its end. It was used by those engaged in Bacchic rites.) Part 1 A cry through the heat alerted Marie to the discovery of something of importance. She looked up and wiped the sweat from her forehead and moved carefully over the gritty dirt surface of the hill. She slippe...
REUNION Hansel Gingersnap stopped before the front door of Grandma Nyx's house. He looked around to make sure nobody could see him as pressed the doorbell . Ever since his sister Gretel disappeared, the onus of making these little check-in visits had fallen on his broad, albeit protesting, shoulders. But he liked to hide his activities at Grandma Nyx's hou...