Wow. I have received such amazing feedback from all of you, and it just makes my day knowing that you truly enjoyed reading this story! The adventure is only at the start and I hope you stick with it to the end! Lots of fun stuff planned for Zara and Co. I don't have an editor, so if there are any errors in spelling or grammar please accept my deepest apolog...
Part II: The Secret Shrine Annie rapped at the wooden door rhythmically, giving the secret knock as the other three escapees waited nervously on the short stairway leading down to the cellar door. The door opened a fraction, revealing a segment of an old woman's face in darkness. "Yes?" she asked mildly. "Four lost souls, seeking the guiding Light," Annie...
Karen watched as Logan checked the straps and buckles hugging Beauty's generous curves one last time. Newly acquired leather armor and twin knives from the defeated, flying Succubus would keep their demon safe. Heavy pouches of coin were snug and secure for the long journey. The shopping list had been discussed and agreed on. He nodded and stepped back with...
This story works as a stand-alone piece, but you can check out the earlier Hidden Energies if you'd like to see more of the characters. *** A copper bowl filled with water was floating through the air. It was doing its very best to stay level, going slowly, often stopping to correct itself, cautious not to lose a single drop. Yet tragically, this very caut...
First the last few lines of part 1: After dinner Nusrat went to the toilet. I followed her. 'Tune faisla kar liya hai ki tu Sahebji se apni bur phardwayegi (So you have decided that Sahebji will deflower you),' I said. 'Yes, but there is a problem,' she said. 'What?' I asked. 'I have read in his stories that he likes shaven choots (cunts) but my choo...
Our day in Galveston was my best day ever. As much as I hated to leave Lissia, I needed to go home and unload my books and get some rest. Lissia and I took a long while kissing good-bye I guess we were getting a preview of what our farewell would be like as I headed off to Ft. Benning in a few weeks. It was still light as I left and of course I got caught in...
A big 'Thank You' goes to my editors, LadyCibelle and Techsan, who always make my stories easier to read. * It was a dark and stormy night. I've always wanted to start a story off that way. This time it was dark and cloudy both outside the window, and also inside my heart. My wife of five years was in the hospital in a coma. I would be headed back over t...
Author's Note: This (part 1 in a series) is a work of vampire erotica – complete with all the tropes associated with that genre (mesmerism, blood, mild violence). If you are disturbed by these, please do not read further. This series is more story than sex, so if you're looking for a quick romp, this probably isn't for you. ___________________________...
Spring break. A late winter warm spell had brought on an early thaw. My fiancée, Tam (short for Tamara) and I, Prof. Phil Decker, were on the road headed for a two week wilderness adventure to unwind from the grind of university life and enjoy our last chance to spend some deep quality time together before the big push thru the final quarter and preparations...
It wasn't long before the alarm was raised and Heralds quickly began filling the streets surrounding the big house in the slum district, making it increasingly difficult for Aran, Sorla and Sara to keep a low profile, especially with the two women wearing red and yellow Herald robes. So far, none of the Heralds rushing by them had given them more than a pa...