He was silhouetted boldly by the moonlight as he stood in front of the window. I did not need to see him to know he was there. I could feel his very presence seeping into my pores. The deep throbbing beat of his heart was like thunder in my ears, the soft rush of blood in his veins tantalized me like a lovers whisper. I stood in a shadowed corner, so near t...
Lucinder appeared before his father with the pretty blonde hair of the screaming mortal brat clenched tightly in his fists. Beside the child he looked like a monster; a tall, lithe, and pale creature with skin like that of a corpse and long white hair that framed a gaunt portrait of a black sneer and black eyes. His long nails dug into the little girl's scal...
DESPITE what the paramedic report said, I wasn't drunk or drugged when they found me. Well, drugged, maybe, but not the recreational drug they assumed. And I hadn't taken it voluntarily. Whatever my other vices, hard drugs have never been among them. Not that I can expect anyone to believe my story. They find a guy lying under the Storrington Bridge, out to...
Zarin sat on the edge of a building overlooking the city. It wasn't much of a city. Deep in the forgotten counties of West Texas, surrounded by desert-like plains on all sides, and prone to tumble weeds, he felt like it was something out of an old west movie. A dead end town, where people went when they didn't have anywhere else to go. Or at least it felt th...
A Report Delivered to the Overseer General for Corruption and Damnation, 4th Circle, Hell As generalized disbelief in the supernatural has spread throughout the mortal world, that disbelief being itself a product of Our Lord Satan's successful machinations (see, for example, the human Baudelaire's famous saying), it has been possible for the forces of Hell...
"Until the day I die, I'll fight you freaks," Abelard Adewale shouted, and the tall, burly young Nigerian man boldly swung his fist, and connected with the jawline of the pale-skinned man before him. Tall and slim, with alabaster skin and reddish brown hair, the dark-clad man did not even flinch, but instead carelessly, almost casually, took the brunt of the...
London, 1835 Lara stared moodily out of the carriage window and quickly transferred her look to the woman sitting primly opposite her, her maid -- though jailer would be a more appropriate term. In every part of her life, she was managed. By her stiff father (who was the worst), her mother, her two arrogant brothers, her ladies maid...it was unbearable. Tom...
Student, This episode marks the turning point in the dialectic transition from virgin adolescent male fantasy into the uncharted realm of virtual reality of Cock Ring of the Gods. Under the Prussian Theory, the young virgin boy is driven by the new feelings of attraction to the female is both perplexing and constrained by his feeling of inadequacy in relati...
Author's Note: I am genuinely surprised by the sheer volume of positive feedback. Never in a million years would I have imagined that the general public might have a deep intellectual interest in advanced sexual/psychological theory. My prestigious colleagues who have studied the Prussian theory thought I was mad attempting to give life to the primal fantasy...
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