With arms entwined they drifted up the long gravel strewn drive which led up to the imposing chateau at its western end. The oppressive heat of the early evening summer sun would have been overpowering for the guests had it not been for the tall slender Cypress trees that had been planted close together; their long clustered shadows providing cooling shade o...
Chapter One -- The Apple Thief Danka Siluckt woke up before sunrise, as always. She carefully got out of her bed to avoid disturbing her younger sister, Katrínckta. She cast her sibling a resentful look, irritated that Katrínckta got to sleep in most days, a privilege she couldn't ever remember having. Danka stumbled around in the dark, trying to grope fo...
I had loved aeroplanes and the excitement of flying for as long as I could remember having been bought up on a diet of Biggles and the exploits of Battle of Britain Aces. It was therefore inevitable that I should join the RAF as soon as I left school. Following days of tests, and being too young to become a pilot – my dream since childhood, I was selected t...
Stoneard fell within two days. Anduin and the void elves arrived at night and clad in spells of darkness in the murky swamp, they surrounded the fortress unseen. Then purple spellwork lit up the night as the entire perimeter turned into one large summoning circle, led by Xal'atath herself. Void Walkers soon spilled out of tears in reality. Drops of non-exist...
Steve Crecco- NSFW 10 Pages Susanne's Guest House, a resort in Scituate, Massachusetts, was located in an ocean town south of Boston on the way to Cape Cod. It was owned by an elderly couple who loved it dearly, and were warm and welcoming to all the guests who frequented the resort every year, eager to come back because of the amazing service they received...
The trail's steps were wide thankfully, but encrusted as they were with ice, we still needed to be careful with our footing. Belethor was honest about his staves, no matter how expensive he priced them, they were keeping us warm as we climbed. There were a few wolves, but so far no trolls. Another plinth appeared around the bend. I still didn't know how the...
Apologies to H.P. Lovecraft, whose masterful writings served as the inspiration for this terrifying tale of macabre erotic horror... I. The Dreadful Machine The pen trembles as I write this with a shaking hand, an infinite sense of overwhelming dread stealing over my very bones as I await the inevitable end to stumble forth from the dead shadows to claim m...
Nadine looked carefully through the "For Sale" advertisements. She went through them slowly not wanted to miss a bargain if she saw one. 'It's my own fault,' she thought to herself as she ticked each advertisement with her biro, 'I've just left it a little late that's all.' She smiled sardonically. A little late. She'd damn well left it almost too late. She...
When they came to the limits of the City of the Seven Hills, she came to a halt by the side of the Via Appia. The others in the group stopped as well, drawing together in a small huddle behind her. Anthony, the oldest of them, was quietly explaining to them why she had stopped, why she looked upon the Eternal City with such trepidation. "Before she was with...
Power Sabotaged : A New Life For Sheila Part 7 : Sheila's Brave Adventure The next night Sheila bravely returned alone, full of anticipation and much trepidation, eager to have this experience while it presented itself. Sheila stood on the side of the street, warm summer air blowing pleasantly through her hair. It did not seem so busy for some reason tonig...