Author's Note: Because this story takes place in a fantasy analogue of the Age of Sail, I am using the Imperial measurement system in all it's outdated glory. For most of you, that will mean it's hard to figure out what the weights mean. It's a way to give a rough idea of how much someone weighs without being locked down to a particular number. The ambiguity...
Sheriff Barker peered over the edge of the twelve-foot boat. He held his aluminum Maglite in his hand as he looked into the black water of the swamp. One of his deputies was beside him, holding a large rechargeable spotlight. He shined it ahead of them, as another deputy maneuvered through the cypress knees using the trolling motor. "Whoa," Barker said. He...
Anita awakened to find Lena between her legs. She was scooping Michael's sperm from the dark-haired vampire's pussy with her tongue. Anita raised up on her elbow and watched the blonde take long licks, pushing her long tongue inside to get as much of it as she could. Michael was awakened by Anita's moans. He looked down to see Lena licking Anita's pussy, a...
It was night. Night was his element. But, it was also theirs. Michael Stone felt absolutely comfortable in the dark. He knew his way around in it. He could see through it, hear around it, and feel beyond it. And, because the vampire hunted at night, Stone hunted as well. Michael pulled the rental car into a parking lot a few blocks from the WaterWorks. He a...
Mark Stone crept out of the jungle and towards the brightly lit garish compound ahead of him. Deep in Brazil was the lair of Scarlett Vix, a terrorist that was hiding from the international justice departments. Mark Stone worked for MI5 and as the closest agent, he was chosen when Vix agreed to give herself up. Mark, however, felt suspicious. Vix had terro...
This story was started way back in the early nineties whilst I was at college. Over the years I added bits and pieces to it and used parts in Dungeons and Dragons Campaigns. Inspired in many ways by the writings of Dave Eddings and Robert Holdstock, I wanted to produce a story with a Female lead character and not just a strong supporting lady. That was not a...
1: All Hallows' Eve The historic Scottish town of Gallowgreen lay sleeping in the dark October night. A new day had started and a nearby church tolled the hours of midnight. The house lay far back from the road, as if hiding. It was protected from the gaze of others by a ring of ash trees crowding thickly around it's darkened walls. Casual passers by would...
Chapter One - Introduction "Have you heard anything?" Natasha's voice cracked as the words fell from her mouth. Her ebony forehead was moist with sweat, exposing her growing anxiety. "Nothing," the other paralegal answered annoyed as he walked past her desk for his morning cup of coffee. Natasha knew better than to ask. If any of the suspicions were true,...
Author's Note: This is the first entry in a codex of background information on the world of Orc Dominion. It's not really erotic, though there may be some adult themes, and it's written more like an encyclopedia than a story. But I still hope you enjoy it! If you find them interesting I will continue to post them. This entry is on the Eye of the Abyss, a gem...
There was no one to meet him at the airport. Michael had not expected anyone to be there, yet he knew that sometimes The Organization took care of things like that. He almost expected to see a black limo or a car with a driver waiting for him on the tarmac. But, there again, he wasn't surprised to find that there was no one at all. When the Beechcraft King...