Chapter 4 - The Necromancer This story was previously posted on a site that is no longer fully functional. The tall man with the scared face opened the door and, with his woman, entered the common room. "Where is Preston?" he called. Jarveena looked up from her work and was startled by the look of the man. His skin was dark, not black but dusky. A scar r...
*Ascylla POV* Ascylla stared at the mountain entrance. Granted she hadn't spent much time around mountains and was really only putting up with them due to the scripts she found that promised power in the midst of these. But the cave entrance looked like a bad place to go to her. It was a jagged opening in the mountainside with little assurance that the tops...
Trypp walked towards the back room where his uncle kept the machine that would safely extract his extremely magical blood, as did his mate Reno. She didn't trust the necromancer with her beloved Trypp, even if he was Trypp's biological uncle. As she went in the back her mind flashed pictures of shiny things around the uncles shop, and she remembered what hap...
Chapter 7 – Welcome to the dark side. I finally understood. If I accepted the belief that I would lose trying to take down the necromancers as a whole to end their dark reign? It is easy to say good enough. When I think of Amanda or Kristi being hurt or killed I can feel my mind shy from it. The problem is, unlike the rest of my family, I didn't think they...
Preamble: Cloudberry Chronicles is an erotic web series that follows the eponymous adventures of Cloudberry, an elf on a mission to save her homeland and bring peace. It predominantly features lesbian, pansexual and polyamorous characters who are both cis and trans for your reading pleasure. It contains scenes of mild peril and fantasy scenarios where coerc...
6 THE BLIGHTED PALACE When Greg woke up his first thought was that he'd never felt so dead. Then he remembered getting stabbed in the gut with a spear, and realized that he was dead. Nonetheless, he could still breathe and look around. Maybe being dead wasn't so bad after all. On the other hand, he was in a cell of pitch-black stone, the walls of which dri...
Hello! I'm back! Yes, I know I've been gone for a while, but as much as I love you people, my classes are slightly more important than my writing. But here I am again, so you're now allowed to scream and jump around like a crazy fangirl/boy. This is my first fan fiction story, so be nice. It's based on the Mortal Kombat video game franchise (a personal favo...
----This story is continuation of the "Touch of Heart". Aman and Gloria had wonderful marriage life, and they had a daughter named Katie and a son named Ken. Their daughter was a succub like their mother and their son was shy and always avoided crowded area like their father. He was very weak, fragile boy. He always needed someone around him. And his famil...
The half-dwarrow named Grail was sitting alone in relative silence in the common room of the Inn of the Five Stones in the halfling village of Boggy Bottom, contemplating how the perfection of a full tankard of ale was, at best, a transitory thing, when a woman's voice distracted him from his musings. "Hey Grail - are you busy? I need your help with somethi...
Nick the Necromancer slowly walked through Saint Morgan Hospital's morgue like a kid in a candy store. Opening the glossy cover, she flipped to the passage in the book, You Can Raise the Dead Too, about choosing the right body. "Someone who died without completing something in life is the best, however anyone intact will do." "Alright," Nick said to the gr...