Author's Note: This story takes place a few years before the events depicted in the first "Hunted Blood" story. It would have been just another day in Seattle. It was raining, though not heavily. The streets had that oily film that comes with the first light shower of the day. The sidewalks were equally slick, and in this part of town, equally grimy. And t...
A/N: This chapter isn't as long as the previous one, but it's still important. Special thanks again to Blackstallion21 for editing this chapter. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ V. The Spirits Of Nature Pristine and the others headed toward the Mystical Forest. At one point they stopped and took off their extra clothing for the atmosphere was getting a bit warmer....
Maureen "Muffy" Douglas knelt down and examined the mutilated, naked body. It had once been a woman, but now its face and torso had been ripped and torn as if by some savage animal. With gloved hands, Muffy spread the corpse's legs, checked around and inside its vulva. There were telltale signs of semen. Muffy sighed heavily and rose to her feet. This was...
They lay together on a soft bed in a candle lit room. Leo watched Matilda. She lay naked, stretched out on her side, facing away from him. He reached out and stroked down her leg. She shivered slightly. He continued to stroke her body, tracing patterns into her skin. He pressed himself against her, letting her feel how much he needed her. His hand dipped dow...
Part Six: Knocking Them Over Chapter Seventeen ELENA The sound of morning birds chirping roused me. Destiny curled up closer to me in her sleep, murmuring softly. I relaxed in my position, savoring the feeling of her lying partially atop of me, her thigh pressed against my morning wood. A familiar hand caressed my cheek. I looked up to see two burning o...
The drums of the village beat louder as the time of midnight drew nearer. They rang even louder in the ears of the young woman being prepared for the offering. In a room far below the surface she was attended by the ancient witch woman. The old crone was easily 100 summers and smelled of herbs and smoke mixed with dank hay. Diona had been selected for the of...
I spent the rest of the day in the Marquise's company reading a history of Queen Vindrel, the Hawk Queen. It was a sensationalist narrative written in a simple vernacular that even my limited knowledge of writing was able to comprehend without more than an occasional bit of assistance from the Marquise or her two attendants. If even half the things in that b...
It is crazy some of the things we will do when we are young and foolish. On the other hand, as we grow older those are some very fond memories. This is the story of one of my favourite wild adventures; one that few people can claim to have experienced: making love on a cold stone slab on top of a pyramid. When I was nineteen, I took my wild adventure; boug...
My name is Matilda, and I used to be a fairy. A long time ago my people were many. We were small, beautiful, full of magic, and generally good people. But not all of us were good. Not all of us were fairies. Some of us changed when we became angry. It took a lot of anger for it to happen, but if we became angry enough a fairy would transform into an ugly rag...
On one dark and cool night, Amy was walking through an old, run down grave yard. She liked going out there at night, she thought it was peaceful. Amy lived across the field from the grave yard. She was wearing a long shear gown that tied in the front. Amy liked the feel of the air brushing against her exposed skin. She was taking a path that wasn't used an...