"Christopher, it's time. We need you to come home." With that sentence, made by his mother's tinkling voice, the twenty-some year old man's whole life changed. Some would say for the worse, but most would say for the better. He closed up his office, and headed 'home'. Not the house he lived in, but where he came from. The artic air gusted around him, caus...
"The end of the enchantment was come and the Princess awoke, and she said: 'Is it you, my Prince? You have waited a long while...'" -Charles Perrault, "The Sleeping Beauty in the Wood" *** 1796 Elena woke. It was dark. She pushed on the lid of the coffin and it opened. A single candle glowed on the table, and she saw that the crypt was empty except for...
Author's Note for readers: this contains a grisly prelude to revenge and has a great deal of controversial ideas. It is not meant to advocate anti-abortion sentiments, but rather to use the issue as the basis for a Gothic horror tale of vengeance and magic. It is intended for a theme befitting Halloween. Don't start anonymously flaming or trolling for what c...
You'd think if you had a superpower you'd know about it, wouldn't you? I mean, what's the point otherwise? But apparently that was my situation. Looking back on it, I can see how I missed it. Life choices and all that, I guess. And, as it turned out, I'm not really sure I'm happy to know about it now. * * * I've always tried to be a nice guy. I'm only huma...
A huge thank you to my editor Tex Beethoven for another amazing job and collaboration, thank you Tex you rock!! Book 1 Chapter 16 Dante and Lily had set their alarm for 7:30am, but when it went off it felt much sooner than either of them thought it should. Both Lily and Dante had gotten their wishes, Dante was up at his usual early hour and Lily got to...
Intro: This story is a prequel to Theo, from the story "Theo: The Blood Angel of Lescatie" - https://www.literotica.com/s/theo-the-blood-angel-of-lescatie ***** 1 year before Theo's killing He has killed the old Demon Lord who maintained monsters of both species, and was freely eating, murdering and enslaving people. Yet his successor, his wife, has sof...
Sorry for the wait all! I've had to deal with some real life issues before returning to this. Well well well...we're almost at the end of the ride. This has taken a lot more out of me than I had initially anticipated, and I think that I will need a break before I start my next series. But I do intend to end this, so your patience will be rewarded. :) Once...
*A warning this story has elements of violence that may be disturbing to some readers. It's also my first attempt at writing so any feedback is welcome. Thanks! Maya's feet hit the pavement in a smooth steady rhythm. The old running shoes were worn too thing in the soles. She would buy new ones but she simply didn't have the money right now. New identiti...
Note to readers: this is a sequel to the story Black Magic, thanks to everyone for reading. * The Sinclair Funeral Home in Jeffersonville was one of those old established places in the mid west, a respectable looking building, elegant even in it's own way. It went way back to the 1880's under various owners. The current owner, Doc Blanding was older, seven...
"Who the fuck was that?! Who the fuck uses magic in Limbo?! Nobody! Not even La M'ag himself!" Valko was enraged. For the first time in a great number of years he felt useless. Once the psycho girl had run out it was his job to clean up the mess. Three young vampires' heads had exploded in the middle of a dance floor spraying blood and brains over the shocke...