"Vance." There was that name again. A woman calling and interrupting my focus. Why did she bother me? Couldn't she it was there in the field? I could. Two ears sticking up. It bounced around alert to the possibility of the hunter. The possibility of me? I don't know. Blood pumped through its body and that meant flesh. My claws dug into the earth and I bri...
Four Days Ago Merisi pursed her lips, staring up at the big, silver-wrought gates. The fence stood proud and powerful, shimmering with anti-fey wards. The errand girl recognized them instantly from her bardic schooling, of course. She wasn't sure she much cared for them. Well, guess this is the place, she thought. She crouched, then whistled a single note....
Mages had all sorts of ways to teleport. At least, those rare few who possessed the talent. Some liked to teleport with great fanfare and excitement—big explosions, blasts of lightning, clouds of mist, flocks of jays. Some preferred to teleport with absolutely no effect at all, of course. These boring individuals simply blinked into existence, with nothing s...
I awoke the next morning with the surreal racket of three women snoring in my bed. Maya was the closest, cradled in my arms with her furry ears tickling my nose, and Debra and Debbie, mommy and baby girl, spooning, pressed against Maya from the other side. Trying not to move, I stared up at the ceiling and listened to my house creak and grumble. My wife wa...
(This is mostly bondage, per my love, and a service story to many emails who wanted their OC's presented. I had to pause many times due to RL work, quality may fluctuate. Please enjoy. - Neighborhood Pervert Esteban) In the world of Dunia where men and monsters existed, a dark, secluded and beautiful town was nestled on a wooded coast. This beautiful town...
A special thanks to JonB1969 for his editing. Hope you all enjoy my story and remember to vote and comment, it's what encourages me to keep writing. This Story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, livin...
Author's Notes: 'Satyr Play 3' is the conclusion of my surprisingly well-received first attempt at dabbling in the realm of magic. Once more throwing caution to the wind, I run wild through the dandelion patch of canon, convention, and tradition, kicking up the fluff that is the Fantasy genre. Yeah, I know, but whatcha gonna do. Minimal effort is made he...
***--*** Schwarzelfstadt... ...City of the Dark Elves, pointy chocolate ears, pleasure...and chains and whips meshed together, was just ahead, the tired human boy walking for days to his destination. His back was sore, his luggage was all he could carry... Lono had been sent to negotiate with Dark Elves a trade deal, and now, after several days of walking...
Day Seven ADRIANNA There were times in my life where I stopped, considered the situation I was in, and whispered to myself, "What the fuck happened?" I was having one of those moments when I woke up that morning. The first thing I noticed, was that the gnawing in my nethers had subsided substantially. It wasn't gone, but it was manageable. The second thi...
Hi all! Here it is, the finale of Book Three! If you're new to the story, start at Ch. 1. This is a terrible place to jump in blind. Returning reader? Welcome back, I hope I did the ending justice! I have already started on Book Four, so no worried emails please :) As always, thank you for your comments, reviews, etc. This community is amazing, and I coul...