“I hate Vampires,” Sarathiel said, and with that, the former Archangel, now a six-foot-tall, curvy and athletic, bad-ass human female, jammed the silver-tipped wooden stake into her enemy’s chest. The Vampire, a tall, bald-headed, muscular Asian male with luminescent eyes and sharp fangs, gasped in shock and pain before actually disintegrating before her ver...
Fair warning. I am not a writer, there will probably be grammar issues. If you want great description and deep backgrounds, This is probably not it. Themes of raceplay, wmaf, ntr, taboo *** Jon Cho had retired early, at the age of 50, after a large software company absorb his company. They have been prying for the merger for years and Jon finally gave in...
The name is Christopher Jean-Bertrand. I'm a young Black man of Haitian descent living in York, a town located right outside the City of Toronto, Province of Ontario. I currently attend York University, where I major in Civil Engineering. Yes, I'm a deeply intellectual kind of guy. We have those in the Black community too. Let no one tell you otherwise. With...
Intrepid - 3756 C.E. Anger. Frustration. Humiliation. These were just a few of the emotions Nadezhda was feeling as she reviewed her helpless situation. Her command of the space ship Intrepid had been stolen from her by an alien. She was confined to a villa on the outermost level. She was unable to communicate with anyone other than Beatrice: the android wh...
Author’s note – This is a sequel to the ‘latex stripper/Mephisto’ story thread in the original ‘Susan Storm’s Secret Life’: __https://chyoa.com/story/Susan-Storm%27s-Secret-Life.10398 I’ve started with a synopsis recap, for the benefit of those who don’t want to dig through the original sprawling epic! But I’m still happy for people to go back and add chapte...
Apparently, as an Indian Muslim gal living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, I'm supposed to be quiet, soft and sweet. I guess whoever believes in those myths about women from the Republic of India never met me. My name is Nadira Duwesh, and I was born in Uttar Pradesh, Northern India, and raised in Canada's Capital region. I'm five-foot-seven, one hundred and...
The undead marching down the winding road that cut through the reclamation zone glowed like purple torches to Cinder -- visible clearly to her dark adapted, magic sensitive eyes. She leaned against the small, wooden doorframe of the cottage and heard Markova cursing under her breath and the labored breathing of Kaleb. That sound, that sound of raspy, crinkli...
(All characters involved in sexual/romantic situations are over eighteen years old. Any resemblance to real persons is unintended and coincidental Please note that this story contains some elements of graphic violence against people of all ages, as well as severe medical issues and their unfortunate consequences. Most of the story is relatively happy, light,...
CHAPTER ONE Tad Dow on a trip to present a paper at the Annual Conference of the Traditional Taoist Society had toured Hong Kong, The Three Mile Dam, The Great Wall and the historic sites of Beijing. Today, the day of the waxing moon, he was to speak in the auditorium of the College of Religions Studies, but at this moment he was meditating facing North in...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...