Strangely Sandra Draper was growing colder to her husband. Before they had always got on well with each other, sharing a joke and basking in the expensive toys they surrounded themselves with. Now the mood had grown colder, and Charles wondered what the problem was. One day they had a quarrel so loud, the cries carried out into the garden where Charles was...
Meet Sylvester Jean-Pierre. At first glance, the five-foot-ten, chubby and dark-skinned Haitian guy looks fairly mundane. Educated at the University of Ottawa, Sylvester works for Nav-Canada as a software engineer. Just another government worker walking around downtown Ottawa, Ontario. While seemingly little more than a glorified geek who nevertheless makes...
"It was a favor for a friend," Arachne said dismissively, and she glanced up from the bank of computers she was furiously typing into. "I owed a favor and putting them in that night was paying it off. I wasn't pleased that they decided to entrance the audience with Regs in the club that night, which is why you won't ever be seeing them here on Mix nights aga...
CHAPTER 8: The Butterfly Lucifer leaned against one of the standing stones, his back to the scene in its center. He could hear her moans, whimpering, sweet gasps of delightful surprise as Pan slowly traced tiny foreign patterns over her flesh with his fingertips, touching her in no other way. Herne was curled about her, cradling her curvy yet petite body to...
I'd always been submissive, for as long as I could remember. Habitually walking two steps behind, making it seem like it was convenient on narrow streets, letting others make decisions. It's fairly easy to pretend to be a shy, nerdy introvert and let that be a convenient cover for being submissive. What made it more interesting was when someone saw me for w...
It has been a long time. You anxiously squirm in your seat, trying hard to think about things that do not pertain to sex, but it's no use. As your teacher drones on, it only becomes harder and harder to keep your eyes off of the people that you call friends. If they knew just how much you were hurting to bend them over the nearest desk and fuck them raw, you...
The shards of wood flew through the air and landed squarely at the foot of the bed as another foot, this one armored, smashed through the flimsy inn door. The moaning in the room ceased just as those useless shards of dead tree made contact with the planked floor, and the two sets of eyes in the dimly lit room snapped to the stranger, each one wide with surp...
"What do you mean I am a vampire like you?" I looked at Kaleb blankly. "I drank your blood and transferred the vampirism via my saliva through the wound into your body. You can't compare it to an infectious disease. It's rather like an infectious mutation. Just one day and you are no longer a human being. Invulnerable, immortal, superhuman strong, forever y...
***Author's Note*** This story is a companion piece to my earlier story "Wish Granted" and any stories in the "Wish Granted" series. You don't have to read those to understand this story. They are all meant to make sense individually, as well as together. The main character is reluctant to deal with the genie, but willingly and happily participates in the...
Wow. That was some pretty powerful shit, right there. First, his orgasm seemed to come from deep within and spread to the surface of his skin like quicksilver, ending abruptly like a raging candle flame promptly snuffed. Then, there had been this huge blue flash that had blinded him for a few seconds. Then Emerson was nowhere to be seen and a vague scent of...