She felt it begin to rise within her; coiling, boiling, growing, powering, and she lay her head back, face to the moon, to let it grow. It surged through her body, growing and pulsing, making her body tingle. She loved it when the power washed through her, making every nerve sing. Every touch made her moan softly; the wind was like a lover's touch, sweeping...
Vessala "I can do it myself, mother," Vessala pouted as her mother carefully adjusted the ceremonial headdress over Vessala's straight black hair. The white feathers and gold thread of the adornment contrasted sharply with her coal colored skin. "Everything needs to be perfect, dear," Mother responded. "Today is your big day." Vessala paused. "Mother......
The man known as Stavros DarKoven walked into the Golden Keg tavern in the Dwarven District of Stormwind, and retrieved his room key from the innkeeper, who had kept it for him while he did some exploring. His long black hair gleamed wetly; he had returned from one of the bath houses, where he had been soaked, shaved massaged, and finally eaten a light break...
Chapter 8 The Death of a Slave The pattern of fires on Destran's surface was being changed by the mysterious mana draining holes in the world. The normally random flames started appearing primarily near the holes themselves. What no one realized was that while the mana from Fron poured onto the planet evenly, the ability of the minerals, plants and animals...
Looking out your bedroom window overlooking the park, you watch as the sun dips below the horizon. The sun disappears leaving only the street lamps to illuminate the street below. You watch the young trick or treaters walking below. Now that the sun is gone, your friends should show up soon. A thunderous bang rolls across your neighborhood. Outside the windo...
Chapter 4 Interludes As the months progressed, the flames that ravaged, without destroying, the world of Destran showed no signs of ebbing. In fact, they were, if anything, increasing in intensity. As more and more plants released their stored mana to be absorbed by the mana-destitute minerals in the ground and rocks, the flames ignited the air around them...
This story contains characters with already large boobs getting even bigger as they fill with milk. If that is something that you do not like, I would advise against reading this. ***** "It is said that, in the beginning, the divine was one omnipotent being..." Krys tuned out of what the snow-bearded monk was saying. After the third hour of their walking...
The Palace of Dominia Slave Girl Nessa awoke with a start. She was on the floor again, in her cage. She sat up. Yesterday was... incredible. She felt like a new person. Looking around her, she spied the aftermath of yesterdays' passions. The cock machine was still there, the rod shrunk down to its normal length after yesterday's session. She still remembe...
This is a major rewrite of the first version of the story. Basically, everything except the beginning has been rewritten. I hadn't thought out much of how the world worked before I started writing, so this is an attempt to make it a little more internally consistent and to explain how the magic works. * Crossing the trading post's compound, I was quietly f...
"Pereppe, Porunga, peppo!" Talus stumbled backwards, landing on his ass as an earthquake shook through his bedroom. The wooden walls groaned, and from the pentagram drawn on the floor came a stream of purple smoke. Between his legs, the Book of Blackwood Arts, which he had swiped from the Archmage's library, began flipping through its many pages. Talus tug...