CHAPTER ONE. THE DEMON AND THE DOOR. ALL IN THIS STORY ARE 18 OR OLDER. Elmensa awoke with a tremendous, delirious headache. Hands flew to her chest and she clutched the sheets in a sweat-soaked panic, momentarily forgetting where she was, who she was. There was nothing but darkness, slick and real and cloying, and for that single moment she was not prince...
Narlissa Quickhands, half-elf and master thief, studied her copy of the treasure map carefully. She had skirted Hallowblossom earlier that morning, avoiding the inhabitants. Watching them from afar, she had realised that they were harmless enough, but she did not want to risk them finding out about the ruins and being trapped by the demon magic. According t...
Rebecca was proud of herself for maintaining two magical processes that fooled both a master wizard and a major demon while controlling her fear. Her protection spell was keeping her warm despite her nakedness as well as protecting her from the demon's awful whip. An illusion spell was making red marks appear on her flesh, occasionally leaking blood, in resp...
Tortuga, 1706 The Hades' Whore glided swiftly into the bay of Tortuga with the wind at her back. The port was as lively as it had always seemed to Rusalka. She stood atop the bowsprit glancing from ship to ship in search of Blackbeard's. What she didn't see or was even aware of was the Flying Dutchman slowly sulking up upon her. Davy Jones stood on the dec...
Author's note: A pirate tale taking place about 100 hundred years before The Black Seas sorta explaining a few things. * The sun crests the horizon casting its long lines across the sea causing it to shimmer like a blanket of diamonds. Malcolm Jacobson stands on the shore taking in the beauty before him. New Providence was a good choice, he decided, to set...
My name is Rhodes Jean Atkinson. Who am I? Just a six-foot-tall, good-looking and muscular young Black man of Haitian heritage from Massachusetts who recently moved to Virginia to attend college. It's an event which changed my life forever. I come from a very distinct lineage of black men and black women gifted with supernatural powers. All of us come from t...
The rosy dawn light outside could barely penetrate the thick curtain that Zarenis had placed over the window to her one-room garret apartment. For her, whenever possible, the day was a time for sleeping. She pulled the thin sheets around her body, resting her head on the pillow and closing her eyes to shut out the view of the little room. One day, perhaps,...
The day I died was the best day of my life. A peculiar statement in itself but nevertheless, true. I was walking down a well lit street to the well lit parking garage to retrieve my sensible safe vehicle when the mugger struck. One minute I was walking considering dinner for the night and the next a knife sliced my throat open and left me bleeding to death o...
Terra marvelled at the fact that one of the most powerful demons on earth that could easily if she wanted kill each sovereign in the different regions, had succumbed to Simon and was snuggling next to the new demon lord. Cara spoke calmly while looking in the rear view mirror directly at Simon "The clean-up team has just reached Wolverhampton. They have alr...
Author's Notes: It's been a while, huh? Please see the ending note for more. This story is erotic fantasy, set in a world of magic. I reserve the right to be listed as the author of this work wherever it is posted. If found anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, this story is posted without my permission. © Darkniciad 2011 The villai...