She sat across from him on the kitchen island, a haunted sadness darkening her eyes. He would give anything to take it away but he was powerless. The ice-cream had been reduced to muddy syrup she kept stirring at. He ached to see her so dejected when she had always been so vibrant, positive with an enchanting belief in the goodness of others. Countless time...
Chapter Eleven Joshua swore as he turned for the sixth time that night, his tail hitting the night stand as his paws lost purchase on the silk bed sheets. Goddamn tradition. He thought, resting his head back on the pillow. Unlike most nights when he would normally sleep as a man, Oak River tradition proclaimed that during the mating moon all males shoul...
You know, the whole gunners and mines thing? That was bullshit. Fair weather bullshit. Kiwa liked mines in theory. Low ceilings. Poor visibility on both ends. General monster hostility on the whole spectrum of "I feast on human souls." to "Ah, a human!" was low. Monsters in the mines liked to mind their own business, pun intended. They would only attack...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** The moans of pleasure were just a little louder than the whimpers of pain, and that's how Dvini liked it. He stalked down the hallway, putting the sounds of debauchery behind him. A pair of squat, square-faced Dwarf guards nodded at him as he passed. They spun their cudgels...
The pod door to the cryo-pod hissed and slowly opened. I sat up and shook my head, coughing while I did. I stepped out onto the cold, metal floor of the cryo-room of the IMC Shadow. John James, Eddie Sharpe, Reese Kyle, Tyson Smith and Scarlet Dale all slowly rose from their cryo-pods, coughing as well. "I fucking hate cryo." Sharpe said with a cough. Sharp...
Jacob stood at the back window watching Jessie dig up the grass to start her kitchen garden plots. He knew she was fighting the disintegration of her world by creating something she could hope was permanent, something she might see blossom and grow. In the past week Jessie Taylor had disappeared. She had resigned from her job, saying she needed to start a n...
* The third tale in my Erotic Shorts collection, a variety of short stories that I write in between drafts and editing of larger projects. Hector is persuaded by his mother to babysit her friend's cat so that the two of them could go on a day trip. The cat turned out to be something different from what he expected, and a lot more troublesome. * 'Please, H...
Chapter 5: Sunday, Continued - More Pool Play, a Hint of Spurs, & Little Black Dresses I turned away from my sputtering pal and her equally shocked uncle, towing along with me the Adele-Bot - or 'Estelle', as I'd rather hastily renamed her. She still wore a face like a wet Wednesday. Obviously, recent developments were not computing. I'd forgotten how late...
The three lovers were lying entwined with each other on the bed in Urduja's cave, answering each other's snores when it happened: Something was burrowing from the cave entrance, heading straight for the foot of the bed. The scratching, digging sounds woke Jinx first and she sat up, her eyes intent on the undulations of soil being displaced as the burrower p...
Interlude Hal floated in the white nothingness of his dreams. This time, he wasn't so confused. He had been here before, he knew, he just didn't remember. In lieu of memories, he had a sense of déjà vu. Instinctually, he focused his attention to the horizon, and a scene rushed into existence. He was standing in the shower in his father's house, steaming wat...