This is kind of an epilogue that explains what happens to Ambrosio once he becomes property of Matilda in Hell. If you are unsure about the situation, go back and read Chapters 1, 2 and 3. Thanks for any feedback! -------------------------------------------------- 'Intus Abyssus' (Latin - In Hell) Ambrosio felt warm. It was the first sensation he felt wh...
All was quiet in the Woolpack. The cleaners had gone. Diane the landlady was away, leaving just Moira and Marlon alone to get ready for the busy lunchtime opening. Whilst Marlon prepared his lunchtime menu, Moira was busy stacking the bar shelves and ensuring the pumps were working for the draught beers. "Want a coffee?" Moira shouted from the bar. From t...
"Heretic is not the one who dies at the stake, but who sets it on fire." - José Saramago, Portuguese Nobel laureate. * * * My name is Kira and I am a vampire. I have already forgotten the name that I had when I was an ordinary mortal. I had a normal childhood in a village of medieval Europe, but upon reaching adolescence, my beauty inspired envy among ot...
Sorry for the long delay. --------------------------------- Chapter 20 Jerusalem 1127 The corridor continued into the darkness, with a slight downward slope that seemed to compel the three armored knights forward. The only light in this subterranean catacomb came from the oil lamps the three men carried over their heads. They had never been this deep un...
Voting figures for the four council seats were posted first. Two sitting councilors held their seats easily and the other two sitting councilors were edged out in closely fought contests. The provisional results for the mayoral election were then posted. BLACK, Sloan Alvin 724 votes. BUXTON, Charles 3337 votes. The people around Buck went wild and Buck...
Huntress of the Night takes place in the same world as Search for the Goddess. These events happen 90 years before Search, so it is not required to read Search side by side with Huntress for a true understanding. All characters engaged in sexual acts are 18 or older. Human, none human, consent and non-consent. Comments welcome. - She ran for her life, fas...
Rosemund turned her head from brushing her raven-black hair its required strokes and gazed into the mirror of her dressing bureau. She looked at the reflection of the palmed hands where her bodice would normally be and stifled a moan. He held each nipple between a thumb and index finger and was applying rhythmic pressure. She enjoyed the feel of it immensely...
She was starving. She thought of conjuring food, but she didn't want to be seen using magic. Not in the cells. Not heading to the death row. She believed she could still redeem herself. One way or another. She was shivering. It was a bit past midnight and her clothes were torn. She attempted to cover herself more, but it only revealed another hole in the s...
"Celaeno Alcyone, as I live and breathe!" Daniel Castourus says as he treads down the steps of his two story estate in New Paris. "It has been a long time since you were here in the city." He is dressed in a very nice and very expensive business suit. Celaeno can't recall a time she ever saw the man in anything else. Things haven't changed in all these year...
Notes from the author: Hello Literotica reader. Part seven was fun. Nothing like a story of the sea, sun and sand to warm you up on a cold winter day. I emailed a friend on Maui to ask if the cove in the photo shoot was real. He said it was possible but the island has gotten so populated over the years that such an isolated place seemed unlikely to him. H...