If this is the first Shelacta Tale you have read, please go the appendix to learn about this world. Second Tale: Deirdre The time of a child's birth on Shelacta is important. Eighteen years to the minute after drawing its first breath the child becomes mature. If a girl, she will have the ability to force males to serve her. If a boy, he will be vulnerable...
There is nothing quite like us in the universe. My name is Kroziel. I am a Fallen Archangel currently residing on the planet Earth. Most specifically, the city of Boston, Massachusetts in North America. Like a lot of my Fallen Brethren, I struggled to adjust to life among human beings. When I first arrived here thousands of years ago, the place seemed bori...
This is the fourth chapter in the series "A Long Distance Relationship." It would be best if you could read Chapters 1-3 so you can gain the benefit of knowing the backstory of Chapter 4. As always, please feel free to offer any feedback you want. And an author always values feedback from his readers. ***** I rose slowly out of a very deep sleep, conscio...
Just about two hours later, the canoe entered the mouth of a small river and again they were paddling upstream. Since the current was not that strong, they were able to make good progress in the general southwesterly direction. It didn't bother Vincent too much even if they were deviating from the exact south because it was much more important that they get...
Author's Intro: As with many stories, this could be placed in several different categories. It's built around a decidedly nonhuman encounter, so I went with that category. But it's really far more about the human responses to the encounter. One could also easily classify it as fantasy and perhaps even nonconsent (albeit in an unusual manner), so it's got tho...
[[50 years after the story of Theo, The Blood Angel of Lescatie]] CHAPTER 3: Agrat, Empress of Monsters. Reikshold. The beautiful castle stood in the heart of Reikshold, a violet-pink heaven for monster girls and their humans whom they now treated as valued husbands. Laughter and joy was never in short supply amongst the pleasure gardens, its hidden coves...
It felt wonderful to be under the sunlight again. Even though the temperature was very hot outside, they didn't mind the sweat on their skin. Having spent the last twenty days deep under the mountain, they were all experiencing a sincere pleasure to find themselves once again in close contact with nature, especially Nika and Verla. The grass under their fe...
Lora opened her eyes from the nightmare and breathed in, her throat sore from screaming. Her eyes were wet with tears and her body was drenched in sweat. She looked over to where Kelli slept soundly, snoring slightly. The girl softly got up and wen to the water basin and drew herself a cup of the cool liquid. "Having trouble sleeping?" "I should have know...
It was just after midday when Elvis Mutton drove into the Plymouth Hotel car park on the West Coast of New Zealand in the pink Cadillac with a white roof as personalised number plates, 'MEMPHIS'. Elvis had purchased the wreck from a junkyard in Reefton in the South Island for fifty bucks plus the cost of four new white-wall tyres. He checked in to the cheap...
My name is Clarice Jensen. I was born in the town of Baton Rouge, State of Louisiana, in the year of our lord 1823. Born of a white male plantation owner and an African female slave. I grew up on the Jensen Plantation, from which I escaped in 1846. I ran away to the City of Boston, Massachusetts. At the time, the Northeast was considered a bastion of liberty...