It had been a long time since Revis had been back to his home, in quaint little Elwynn Forest. It was so...green. So peaceful. After spending the past few months dealing with demons and other monsters only one's worst imagination could dream up, it was jarring to be back here. The warlock had...family matters to attend to, though. Revis had gotten word a fe...
"Fuck. I wish I wasn't so lonely." Emily stared out her open window into the dark of night, feeling a cool breeze come in from the late autumn air. Soon the weather would turn chilly and damp: perfect for snuggling up with someone. Unfortunately, she had no cuddle-buddy. Though she didn't lack for female friends, finding a guy to date her who wasn't a tota...
Note: All characters in the following story are 18 years of age or older. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events is purely coincidental. * "It's right down there, Daddy." Lisa pointed out the window. Alex Myers shook his head and frowned. "I don't see anything, kiddo. Are you sure they said here?" His Toyota careened down the dirt road, slowly...
"Dad tell me you aren't dying of hemorrhoids?" young Johnny Glaze asked as his dad lay on the bed stomach first exposing a butt that looked like a school project homemade volcano painted in all red. His dad didn't respond save some drool and beer run off. "I can save your father's life Johnny", spoke a man who appeared out of 1) thin air, 2) the netherworl...
NOTE: All characters in this story are 18 and above. ***** Sally extended her arms as wide as possible and fell back on her bed. It had been so long. It seemed just yesterday she left home and now... it was as familiar as an old shoe. The drive down had been long, and even now, she could hear her little sister, giggling downstairs as her mom pulled out pla...
Another work of complete fiction. All characters are fictional and all characters are over the age of 18. Please enjoy, and Happy Halloween. ***** October 29th. A beautiful fall morning, the leaves turned to the colors of autumn. Trees a lovely shade of gold and red on Mockingbird Lane, lining both sides of the street. The dawn's early chill just s...
I am Hornless. A demon. One of the many infernal entities who have been graced with the ability to blend into human societies with minimal risk of detection. Unlike our more chaotic kin who delight in embracing the worlds they visit in fire and brimstone, Hornless are far more subtle, like a whisper in the wind, the third voice in one's consciousness given a...
So, you want to be a writer? Maybe not, but keep reading, you might be entertained. The first rule that many people tell you in creative writing is "Write what you know." I'm going to tell you that this is the last thing you should do. No one wants to read about your family drama. Do you think that Vince Flynn is actually a terrorist hunter? Or that Bob...
The succubus seemed to glow with an unnatural heat that flowed from her naked body in waves, and an overpowering perfumed scent filled the air. The scent and the heat seemed to cloud my mind, inspiring a kind of dizzy arousal. Suddenly the world seemed hazy and distant and dreamlike, the memory of where I was slipping away. She smiled as I came close to her...
Thanks to Todger 65 for the edit. Gragonog The Ravisher stared at the tangle of flesh before him. His tusked face wore a confused expression, uncharacteristic for him. The pile of flesh was located within, what he had thought was, a carefully constructed pentagram. The tangle of limbs and flesh wriggled and wraggled, scrambling like an epileptic spider....