12. Return to Eros Dinner went well, with the fact that Evelyn was an entirely new factor helping to distract from the way Don was being oddly fuzzy about how his teaching and life (here in this world) had been going lately as well as any tension Tascha was introducing to the mix. Internally, Tascha was a roiling ball of stress. She had put off telling Sara...
I walked into the café and quietly sat down at my usual table. Tonight I was down in the dumps. It was the day for lovers. The day I hated most out of the year. This day brought so many feelings. It brought loss, sadness, anger, and even yearning. Tonight I was pissed. Paul was still free. He had even moved on. He was getting married again. 'Poor girl...
Psyche's eyes drifted side to side, following her husband Eros' journey across their floor. He ran his fingers through his hair grasping the ends. He had been at it for days. He would walk to their viewing pool and look down at the mortals then back to his endless pacing. Psyche rolled her eyes. Why did he care so much for those useless ants? They hadn't sho...
“Hello, Mother,” Eros’s voice rang out as Ray came and withdrew from Janine, his cock on full display from his third lover ever, “that’s a rather ... impressive dick for a mortal man that this one has. Anyway, I came to meet my brother at last and remind you that the erotes are a little bothered by your absence, Mother.” “Well, I’ve put you in charge of the...
Prelude: This story found its beginning in "The Pirate Raiders of Eros". * It was hard for Kayla to think. The heavy wooden doors reverberated from the deep pounding of the drums. A roar ascended from the raucous crowd for some unknown reason. The tiny holding pen where they waited was not well ventilated; the humid air was heavy with a mix of perfume and...
If Lexi Mariner hadn't been so drunk she never would have set the cupid trap and never would have caught the cupid, but she had been drunk—slurry and piss-on-the-world drunk—and her friend Jenna the self-styled Witch hadn't wanted to talk to her on the phone at 11:30 PM about what Lexi should do with Ross Endicot, not when Lexi was in one of her moods, and n...
The gods of Olympus were immortal, beautiful, horny, and usually quite bored. When one's life was a never ending epic of adventure, romance, drama, and tragedy forever and ever cycling upon itself, it became only natural that the gods should desire an abundance of entertainment to distract them from the monotony of immortality. These diversions usually took...
NOTE: I don't know any Stephanie Ayers, and no reference to any actual person is intended by the use of that name in this chapter or any future ones that I may write. The Sage & a Kind of Good-Bye "The Sage is ready to see you now," said Wei, the tall Asian man who they had learned was the Abbot of the brown-robed monks – or the Order of Record Keepers, as...
Chapter Sixteen: Split Infinity He held her in his arms, his shoulders aching a bit with the weight of his wings. He seldom felt them. He seldom felt enough of who he had been when he wore them, when he was merely a rebel angel angry with his dad. He just didn't step into that body often any longer. He had forgotten the weight of that body, both physical...
I'll face the hellish realms, Camilla thought, but I'll still use Nigrovum to keep my physical body from decomposing; I can't bear the thought of my beautiful body getting ugly in that mortuary. With this other resolution in mind, Camilla removed the psychic barrier that had been keeping the spirits of Agape, Don Josiah, and Candice from entering the room E...