Chapter 13-The Ugly Harpy 1897 Rosemary was a normal little town somewhere in the Europian countryside near Mercadia. There was nothing special about it, just a pit stop between two cities and was of a reasonable size that one didn't regret being born there. For those who were born in Rosemary, there was just enough things to do that the younger generation...
A shiny stretch limo pulled into the large hangar at a private Los Angeles airstrip. A door opened and a succession of designer stiletto heels and expensive high-top sneakers planted themselves one by one on the smooth tarmac as Taylor Swift and her A-list chums exited the long black vehicle. Miss Swift’s luxurious private jet sat juiced up and ready to go o...
"I love you Mommy! I love you Daddy!" Natasha Stone giggled with her backpack dangling from her shoulder. She had just finished giving her father a hug and was now waving as she ran off into the classroom. Both parents had their eyes shining with tears... Tears of pride and happiness. Their five year old daughter was starting her first day of school. It wa...
"Mine were an old people, and were old even when this land was settled. And now they were scattered, and shared only the rituals of mysteries that none living could understand. I was the only one who came back that night to the old town as legend bade, for only the poor and the lonely remember." -H.P. Lovecraft, "The Festival" *** I never knew what led my...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Part One: Metamorphosis Prologue Yavara sat upon a black throne. She closed her eyes and savored the discordant symphony of wails and moans, the drone punctuated by the clanking of chains and the cracking of whips. Exhaling contentedly, she opened her eyes. Below her laid...
Author's note: All characters present for or witnessing any sexual encounters are 18+. Part One: Behavioral Intervention Plan "This is bullshit, Mr. Canon." Taylor Stern slapped her essay down on my desk. Behind her, her peers looked up from their own freshly returned papers, no doubt to see how I'd react to Taylor's latest outburst. I decided to keep it...
Ravenna933 edited this story and made some helpful suggestions. * Day four in Oman, a Wednesday, dawned with a soft knocking at my door. I rolled over in bed, still half-asleep, checking the clock. It was about an hour prior to my alarm, and wearily, I got out of bed, walked to the door, and opened it. The hallway was deserted, apart from the back of a hi...
(This will be the last Chapter about Demoja Frask, Nuphies, and the rest of the characters. However, I think I will keep this world alive from the human point of view.) ***** Chapter 10 Upheaval Nuphies stormed out. As soon as she did, I pushed the panic button on my wrist. "Frask?" Jerra asked. "Belay my order. Protect the King. Have Nuphies arrested...
Author's Note: Wow. Chapter Five got seriously antagonized, especially with the arrival of Thatcher. While I won't go into detail about some of the comments that really just *irked* me, I will say this: Everything I write in these chapters *is relevant*. See that? RELEVANT. So, the dream, Thatcher's arrival and Talon's subsequent M.I.A., Tempest's confusion...
Paulina couldn't keep her eyes off him, though he could tell she tried to be discreet. Her face looked wooden, pale, but her eyes...those black orbs glittered full of poison, hatred...there was so much malice in those eyes. During dinner, Daniel regaled them with tales of his many trips around the world, searching for budding new musicians and singers. Nort...