He had parked on the edge of the deck, so as he trudged to his car he was able to see out into the night. It was a clear, crisp evening — there wasn't a single cloud in the sky, and a the ghostly silver of a crescent moon had risen up in the east to compliment the innumerable twinkling of stars that sprinkled the heavens. It was the kind of calm, beautiful...
(I'm hoping my e-mail inbox will get some peace now that I have posted this addition to what I thought would be a one off story. I do have one final chapter in mind. Just hang in there its coming along nicely. My personal thanks Sanidia for editing this for me.) It was still another hour before Mom shimmered back into the clearing holding one of the Bodygua...
He lies. Starfished across the entirety of the pillowtop queen, splayed beneath the full complement of sheets, quilts, and pillows, limbs askew, limning stylized violence like a cartoon bird having flown comically into plate glass. A casual observer glancing into the room would see only an unmade bed with dressings strewn at random. He takes a secret pride i...
Erinyxes, the merciful succubus, knew she wouldn't have long to rest. Sure enough, she was contacted again. "Serena Collins, age 48. Two grown children. Cause of death-to-be: severe liver cirrhosis from too much partying when she was younger and not enough trips to the doctor. She has about 8 hours." "Shouldn't we send an incubus? They usually handle the...
Ch. 5: You Ain't Finished Yet When I finally came to, the first sensations that I recognized were that of silk sheets moving beneath my skin and the scent of roses gently invading my nostrils. I opened my eyes and furtively looked around, still in a state of confusion, my mind still not working quite right. I was in an enormous bed, draped in luxuriant silk...
AUTHOR'S NOTE ---- Ooh-er... Sorry it's taken so long folks. Real-life's been much busier over the past few months. If it's any consolation, this one's quite long, and there should be another story (though not from the garden) coming very soon... There's now just one chapter (hmm... maybe two TOPS) left until the end of the Garden series though! *********...
It was cold outside. The December night air seeped between the cracks in the log home. Sandra Jean Leone, a house slave, snuggled up under a thick quilt. She shivered until her body heat, radiating inside the quilt, warmed her little cocoon. She could hear the mumbled voices of the white Leone's thru the thick logs of the big house, laughing and celebrating....
There are two red washcloths on the table. My eyes are drawn to them the moment I walk in the door. My red satin skirt swirls around my ankles, and my hands come to rest over my hips on the matching red satin tunic. My pulse quickens as I meet his baby-blue eyes and ask: “Tonight?” “Yes,” he blurts out, his eagerness almost child-like. My eyes rake over h...
This is chapter 2 of Host Hunting. I am sorry it took so long to continue... Hope you enjoy the story... And before you tell me to find an editor... I have tried... gave up after no one responded. ***** The first phase of the new moon finally arrives, opening the gateway back to my George. Marking him allows me to open the gate near him, no matter where he...
Only the Beginning This is it, Kyle thought as he stepped back to the location that he was having sex with his queen before. He wasn't able to finish that last time. She had warned him of the danger that one of the village women were in, which caused him to have to make a quick retreat. He had to leave so fast that he even left Coralyn lying on the forest f...