The firelight from the encampment finally provided enough illumination for Mindblind to figure out what he was doing as he followed Raven, miming her movements. His knees ached from inching along in a crouch below the top of the waist-high grasses, and his hair was full of cockleburs. The animal trail that Raven followed helped to obscure their movements t...
Raven's eyes swept the clearing observing the robed figures building the bonfire. Her own robe of lavender velvet accented by purple thread embroidered into a Celtic circle and other Celtic symbols acting as clasps to hold it closed, swirled around her sandaled feet. As the sacred circle was drawn and the spirits invoked, the drummer and the piper began to...
Raven walked into her apartment and flopped down on her sofa (which has seen better days) with a little 'oomph'. "Why do all men have to be jerks, Diablo? Is it in their programming or something? Can't at least one of them want to have a decent conversation without staring at my body?" But, with her wild riot of auburn curls dancing around her shoulders,...
She didn't have anything else to do. She was nineteen years old with louts for parents, no money to do anything interesting and nobody even remotely interesting to do it with. So here she was, in a run-down pool hall to serve the local under 21 crowd, no alcohol, hanging out with a couple of boys from high school and her two girlfriends. About two hours in...
After closing the apartment door, I quickly headed back to the bedroom. There my two Elven Goddesses were waiting for my return. I had to pause in the door way to take in the image of these lovely creatures lounging on my bed. Raven had let the braid out of her name sake colored hair. The contrast of the black hair on her slightly tanned skin would of been e...
Copyright 1999 Christopher D.B. * Jake had been playing guitar with local bands for years. Although he had a good job, playing in a bar on weekends was always good for extra money and meeting women. This particular weekend his band was playing at one of the classier nightspots in town. Only the best dance bands played here, and the energy was kept going wi...
Susan D. Wolstenholme was in her mid twenties very ambitious and was already a respected reporter/journalist on local television. She believed her current assignment covering an insignificant college fete was well below her abilities and was the kind of work she would usually refuse point blank. During their frank discussion even her editor who she had a goo...
Voices carried through her head as Anya fought her way to consciousness. Pain slashed through her head, but she felt urgency about something. She just couldn't remember what. Raven, she thought absently. She drifted away from the voices, floating further from the pain in her head, before the sounds came back into sharp focus. "You aren't going to touch her...
Chapter Sixteen: Bella They all sat at the booth -- humans on one side, vampires on the other - in the very back of the club, away from the curious, if not cautious, stares of the other patrons. Fortunately for Ginger and Hunter, their great reveal had occurred when the club was scarcely full. Which was par for the course now that there was a homicidal Crea...
There were many things she'd be willing to do for extra credit. Not wearing panties to office hours would be easy. Maybe I could drop my pen in a way that she would pick it up and see what there wasn't under my dress. After looking back up at me we would lock eyes and she would know I did this on purpose. I would invite myself back to her house for more in d...