Life had slowly become a challenge for Calliope. When she first began to feel unwell, she'd consulted a local priest. He'd used his limited magic to check her for disease but had been unable to discover anything untoward. He'd suggested she seek out an herb-wife. The witch had been able to identify the cause as a curse but, reluctantly, admitted that she lac...
The sun rose over the City of Calgary, Alberta, and as usual, Hakim Winston rose with it. Shooting a disgusted look at the body lying next to his, he left his bed, and went to the nearby washroom. Looking in the mirror, he grimaced as he saw what looked back at him. A six-foot-tall, brawny and muscular young man with light brown skin, curly hair and lime-gre...
*** Preface to readers: Inspired by my time off, along with a few stories I've read on Literotica, I've decided to pick up writing again! To give a brief overview of what this story will be about (so you know right off the bat whether it's to your tastes, without spoiling anything), my story will be about werewolves, romance, sex and developing an immersiv...
Halloween is traditionally a time for ghouls and goblins and all other mystical creatures to celebrate. For many years and in many cultures, it was both a night to be feared and a night to be celebrated. In the last century, the forces of good and evil, of chaos and order got together and all of them shared one single thought "What the fuck happened?" No l...
Deep in Transylvania was a castle which only very few people had ever seen and even less people had left it alive. The valley in which the castle was located could only be reached through a single tunnel and was far from what is now called a civilized area. The village that was situated close to this dark place avoided this place for over 1000 years. Nobody...
Tara stared at the hulking brute chained to the stonewall of her parents' house. It was still a little bit like Caveson. It had his arms, his green eyes, his stomach but they were larger and more beast now. His whole body was covered in bristles, thick like that of a hog and black. It was deformed, the legs of a man mixed with that of some unholy thing, musc...
I awoke to somebody trying to pull me out of the cave, I was so weak that all I could do was help them get me out. A man looked down at me, with his red eyes and white hair with what looked like blond highlights, he spoke the same language that the little girl had. I said, "Sorry I don't speak Gypsy." I remembered my mother telling me she was a powerful Gy...
My Daniel walked through my front door, his new little whore right behind him. This was fun, though, because this was exactly what I had expected him to do, to bring his little fuck toy as a show of possession and separation, possession of her and separation from me. My name is Megan Holly. I'm a twenty-four-year-old white woman of German and French descent...
I have been asked by numerous people for Andrew's story. Once the 'right idea' sparked, I began this story that braids in and out of the More Than Just A Fairy Tale cast of characters. I'd like to thank my bevvy of readers, Mazuri, Mokkekle, Southern Sir and my dear partner Wolf for their help, encouragement and scratching at the door until I wrote this stor...
Samuel felt the wind through his coarse fur while the shadows made him an invisible force within the forest of pines. He knew Greg was just downwind of him, senses set on the same herd of deer as himself. Abigail, on the other hand, was more difficult to locate in the undergrowth. Slowing his stride slightly, he headed north with his nose to the air. Catchin...