Alina's story began sixteen years ago. She didn't remember any of it, but the elder centaurs did, and they told her. They'd found her, a human toddler wandering alone in the woods. Naked, with no sign of her parents, nor clue as to how she came to be there. So, the elders had taken her back to the herd. There had been some objection, a human child living amo...
Mila the Orc sat in the bushes on the outskirts of the now abandoned centaur camp. After her rescue by the Minotaur Balthazar, the two had drawn up a plan to deal with the returning band of Centaur slavers. With the hulking form of the Minotaur out of sight, however, the Orc was beginning to have doubts about their ability to tackle 50 Centaurs. Still, she t...
Mirka awoke to the sounds of Apolo moving around the long house. She sat up, her movement drawing Apolo's attention. "I am sorry if I woke you. I was just taking stock of things that need to be refilled before I leave again. I am Apolo, Nat's mate." "I figured that since I don't see a knife sticking out of you anywhere. Can I help at all?" Mirka had a hard...
When Vesper was seventeen years old, her mother was working in a hospital in London, patching up and caring for the wounds of the men who were coming back from the continent after fighting for the Allied forces in World War II. She had been very young and sheltered, and had spoken to almost no one besides her mother and the few patients that she was allowed...
6. The breeding device Linda took her movable phone and called the house. "Sean? Everything all right here. Mares were milked and are out on the fields. Kumbo got his ring and did not even notice it. I think we may proceed with the mating?" "Great, Linda! I and James will be there in a minute." Linda went to meet Dara. The centauress was pacing the stall...
28. The snare Next morning, Ms. Hsin was taken to see the milking of the mares. There were ten machines, with sucking cups adapted to the female's breasts; a long tube collected the milk into a bucket. The serum for producing milk was injected on each female once a month; every morning, their tits were heavy, so that they accepted easily to be relieved. Thi...
Every time he had to watch Callen have his way with Coral, a part of his heart withered. Seeing her suffer, seeing her subjected to so much pain was more almost than he could bare—he would have died of agony if it weren't for the small moments of reprieve they were fortunate enough to have, those precious times he could hold her close and try to ease her suf...
It was just past dawn and the sun colored the sky a shy pink. As the summer was nearing its end, there were large cobwebs jeweled with dewdrops, sparkling in the early light. The lush green in the glade glittered with dew as well. The air smelled of moist earth and spices, without a doubt announcing the onset of autumn. He threw his head back and inhaled the...
Margaret feels for Coral; she knows that the healer adores her mate, yet she also knew that Coral wanted bairn someday and while Quell did not it was just as much his fault that she was pregnant, as it was hers. None the less, Margaret knows what it was like—her father had told her mother 'no more children' before her youngest brother was born. In fact, her...
Mathew Guntherson sat on an over turned hay wagon. He looked down at the sword in one hand and his open faced helm in the other. The drying hobgoblin blood hid the elfish runes carved down the center of his sword. To be in fact you couldn't tell if the sword was a fine elfin made blade or cheap imitation from all the green blood. Mathew allowed his eyes to t...