Sunday morning arrived sooner than Markus had anticipated. The alarm clock set to 5 am went off and he slapped it tiredly, hearing it fall off of his nightstand and clatter to the floor next to an empty bottle of Jameson whiskey. He could barely remember anything from last night and wondered how he had gotten home. Where was Cynthia? His eyes opened wider...
You wake in the middle of the forest. Last night was the first night of the full moon. You had two nights left before you could return to humanity and another month before the cycle would repeat itself. As usual, you found yourself naked, in a clearing, covered in blood. He didn’t like clothes. He liked to hunt during the night, and fill your belly with raw...
All characters are over 18. ~ It looks... inviting. Natalie eyed the community center apprehensively. The single story building was painted a cheerful yellow, with wide windows that let in the last rays of the fading sun. Through the windows, Natalie could see a large, empty room, filled with chairs, tables, and local artwork. Although she had never be...
Greta Samson stepped off the train and stood on the platform looking around. There were few people around at this time in the morning and the train left just a few minutes later. She hiked up her backpack and walked to the exit where a taxi was parked. There was a man leaning against the hood smoking a pipe facing the warm morning sun. "Excuse me, could you...
The world had been changing rapidly. Maybe for the better, maybe for the worse, that was yet to be determined. But the progressive political movement of the early twenty-first century had definitely made grounds, if not economically, at least socially, especially where sexual and gender norms were concerned. Science too, had made this new world more bold and...
Sara thought she knew all there was to know about being the mate to Jeremiah, the pack leader. She had never seen him in his true Werewolf form, part-man, part-wolf. Was her desire for Jeremiah strong enough for her to endure what was inevitably going to happen? ************************ This story does not reflect personal feelings, perspectives, beliefs...
I used to think my world made some basic, normal sense. You are born basically the gender you die with (although, no, hah, not really, I guess) and, well, science. It works. The science. There's nothing strange or unusual in the world and karma doesn't exist. Neither do ghosts or witches or things that go bump in the night. The world was plain. Now, here...
There sure are some stupid people in the world, man. My name is Raphael Mathieu. A young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Toronto, Province of Ontario. I moved to Toronto last year, after spending ten years in Des Moines, Iowa. I'm a naturalized citizen of the United States, though I'm originally from Northern Haiti. I recently moved to the...
Molly and Richard were naked as they sat quietly in their bedroom waiting for the moon to rise. It would be full that night and both were eagerly anticipating what the moon would do to Richard and what he would be able to do for himself and for Molly when the effects of the full moon were felt. Richard is a werewolf, but nothing like the savage brutes of mov...
I hope you like this installment. Please let me know what you think. I'm hard at work on the next chapter. *** As day became night in the Romanian capital, Bitsy returned from her IPD duties in Paris to enjoy a breathtaking sunset. It wasn't often that the winter clouds parted to reveal the spectacular incandescent pinks and oranges that faded to purple an...