Anita As we glided through the night, rising gently up and down with every pump of Saban's wings, I chewed my lip, worried. Ian. My nephew. He was a brave, rambunctious little scamp, and liked to go out at night, despite the best efforts of his parents, my brother and sister in law, to keep him inside. He was the most likely of the village children to have...
I thank you, sir, for giving me leave to rest my tormented mind. As you can no doubt imagine, it is most trying to recall deeds of such incomprehensible evil and licentiousness. But I believe I am ready, now, to bring my tale to its close, and to tell you how this most unholy witches' sabbath came to its filthy end. As I was saying, the four lovely young wi...
I felt the ground shake as the enormous demon stepped towards me. Flames shot through crevices with each step. Massive plumes of fire arced into the dark cavern. Intense heat bit into my skin and curled the hairs on my arms. The large creature stood there on its four legs watching me. Peering into my very soul. This gatekeeper was called Cerberus. The keepe...
It was an ordinary night for Issabella. A shot of espresso, green face paint, lace bra, panties and the little black purse of exorcism to-go. The Thompson house on North Orchard, another demon, another job. Issabella was no ordinary woman, she was a demon huntress. She knew all their tricks, at least most of them. Catching a low-level Fallen was easy. Truth...
The path had been treacherous, but finally, Mary of Grassdale, knight of the Seventh Order, had reached her destination. Many months of trekking through dangerous wilderness had led the young knight to where she was, standing at the bottom of a set of weathered stone steps, reaching up high, to a dark, demonic castle. Spikes jutted out of the terrifying stru...
Disclaimer: Warning! This story contains some fetishes that may make some uncomfortable: BDSM, Bondage, and Bloodplay for example. Also this story contains gothic themes such as Vampires, Demons, etc. If this is not for you then hit the back button on your browser now. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy! -Dannygirl * 23 YEARS AGO... David hit the cold stone flo...
Divinity Demon and Doll were drunk by the time they reached the strip club. These weekend nihilists were in the mood for trouble, as always. They stumbled out of their black Malibu and in through the neon doorway of Dr. Feeble’s Strip-O-Rama. Moving through the turnstile and past the doorman they found a comfy out of the way booth. The red vinyl upholstery...
When Mara accepted the mission from a town far from home, she had only expected to slay demons that terrorized the village. She had prepared herself for capture, for death. Mara was a lone warrior, with no family, nor friends. She did not fear death. What Mara didn't expect was to be capture, stripped, and tied up to bars hanging off the ceiling, like slaug...
Zerafina stared down at the pages of the spell, running her tongue slowly over her lips. She knew the spell would summon the Demon Lord Nyyphas, a demon that her former master, a now deceased warlock thanks to an overly-righteous baron, had frequently bargained with for forbidden knowledge. The problem facing Zerafina, however, was that her master had barter...
Sorry for the late posting of this chapter as it is later then I expected. In this chapter I have tried to follow the thread of the previous chapter in terms of layout and story. It see's the return of Slamaria, the introduction to new humans and demons, discovering Slamaria's and Batherox's powers and Simon's cunning. Hope you enjoy this chapter. * As t...