~~Author's Note~~ My Little Ventrue is a paranormal romance thriller, centered around the machinations of vampires. Drama, seduction, love, and every sin found in the dark corners of a major city. It's a brutal world, filled with deadly politics, deadlier creatures, ancient conspiracies, and Gothic obsessions. It's a long story, and will be growing for a l...
In the words of my ex-Stepmom's mother, Estelle, Johnny, you're a naughty boy. In one short day, a 24-hour period from Christmas Eve to Christmas evening, I not only had sex with my Stepmom, Carol, but also with her bi-sexual girlfriend, Debbie. Then, while they were out going house to house in the neighborhood spreading their Christmas cheer with their neig...
This story is part of The 750 Word Project. Thank you jezzazz and Laurel for organizing this year's event! Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy! All characters are over eighteen. All rights are reserved. ____________________ The first thing to keep in mind is that you're attacking something that's dead. Caput. So, don't presume this exercise is...
Stats & Updates Act I Draft Complete Stats for Act I 27 Segments Deep at its shortest & about 15k words to P A R S E on a single path. A story that drastically changes with your decisions. Characters S U F F E R and their personality grows, depending on your choices. Several S E X Y decisions to make, now. Several P O R N O G R A P H I C decisions to...
Part Ten I woke to the sound of a Harley some distance off and approaching. For a moment or two I didn’t know where I was. A dark room filled with an unfamiliar smell; a bed with musty sheets in which I lay naked. The side of my face was sore and my hip joints ached. The burn in my groin brought it all back to me in the next moment, and I sat upright, pul...
For those of you who are reading Bitsy's Inhuman Submission, please ignore the spoiler. This is not a happy tale. I'm not sure even the end is happy. I also refuse to answer (under threat of pain) how much of it is true. ******** Dear You, I can't bring myself to type your name or any appellation you gave yourself or that i gave you. I'm raw. I'm broken....
In my delirium, I knew somehow that Alfrid and the children were gone. The servants had abandoned me, or died. For days I had not heard the pained cries of my two ill children, or felt a refreshingly cool cloth upon my forehead from the blessed hand of a chambermaid. An acrid and vile stench hung in the air and I did not know if it was my own, or the stench...
As we rowed to shore I got a closer look at my welcoming committee. There were six young lasses there all 18 to 21. The Matron of the group was in her early thirties, but like her charges she was fair of limb. As our boat hit the wharf I stepped up onto the dock, not all that easy a trick. And taking a quick glance I bowed low before her. She held out her...
An account of the impact of teenage abortion on two young lives, and the unforeseen consequences years later. * Why did you go through with it? Why did you do it? You didn't have to. And now you know you made a mistake. A terrible mistake. One that can never be undone. Ever. How sad. How stubborn. But I'll still love you, always. I can still see your beau...
It had been a long time that the Complex had inactive. The last activation had been 65.832.212 Years and 23 Hours ago. It had been crushed on this Planet after the fight with the last of the Old Enemies. The Ship was one of the last of its race. The Former Race Necrontyr had been changed into the Necron Race. Now the Necron were more Robot then men. But even...