The call of the night is simply irresistible when you are what I happen to be. Seriously. My name is Jefferson Dean and I am a Proto-Vampire. As far as I know, I'm the only Proto-Vampire who still walks the planet Earth. I've seen vampires and other supernatural creatures but I've never encountered another one like myself. It makes for a boring existence but...
My show went off. I looked at the time; it was 2:30a.m. I head off to bed. As I enter my bedroom I get a sudden feeling that I was being watched. My fears are justified. There, staring at me was not human but a creature of some sort. Its body was coved with red scales; it had yellow and black eyes, sharp claws and teeth. I was petrified. "Melody," it calle...
He was two hundred years old. Well, actually, he was born of the flesh two hundred and twenty three years ago, but recreated two hundred years ago. His name was Trent; he had jet black hair, snow-white skin, stood six feet tall and was among the five hundred some undead persons living in Cleveland. She was twenty-three years of age. Her light brown hair fel...
Chapter 3 - The Change ((Disclaimer: Fair warning, This story, while eventually will turn erotic, starts out telling a story, as any good story teller will do, sets you up with a history, a back ground something to chew on. I promise though that if you stick with me you will not be disappointed. Also the legends and people in this story are of my own creati...
Chapter 1: The Reunion Keiji The sun was high when the Bard, the Monk and the Barbarian left The Dancing Harlequin's inn. The trio had spent a couple days there, hoping to catch wind of dragon news. Fortune did smile upon them on the second day, as a panicked half-elf had barged in, screaming nonsense about a 'great, red winged beast that flew close by...
Officer Training was a breeze. There was alot of classroom work but I must say I did enjoy the practical work more. The most exciting thing for me was that once I completed officer training I would be able to start my Business Degree. I completed my training and suddenly I was 2nd Lt Roger Easton. There were a couple of drawbacks regarding the business degr...
(author's note: I wrote this at 18 years old, and even then it was meant only as a humorous satire.) My name is The Red Goblin. I travel the world battling capitalism. The media calls me a super-villain but I consider that to be capitalist propaganda. One day, about a year ago, I glided into Hollywood on my red broomstick-glider. I passed a baby in a strol...
"Oh my God, my head hurts." I tried to open my eyes but they wouldn't cooperate. "Where am I?" "You're in my bed, big boy." "Who are you, and how did I get here?" I finally got my eyes open to see an attractive woman, perhaps 40 dressed in a white blouse and white shorts standing a few feet away from the bed. She was slim, trim and looked fresh as a Daisy....
Anya's stereo-optic cameras scanned Mike's image as he walked out of the walk-in closet. The more creative of her algorithms and subroutines began to work on the task of dressing the petite 510 the way Mike had requested. Anya got herself aroused at the precisely rendered imaginings she generated within her field of view. For fun, and with her processors wo...
Jackson Bennett had been in his lab fourteen hours a day for the past six months. He knew he was close to finishing his new drug and needed just a few more hours for its completion. For ten long years Jackson had been slaving endlessly to discover what chemical in certain peoples' bodies made them more prone to enjoy anal sex while others just couldn't stand...