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Carmilla's Vengeance Ch. 02

by phantom_belcher on Sep 14, 2020
Erotic Horror

Journal of Erin Hollister10 June, mid-afternoon I'm no longer scared. I feel myself changing, physically and mentally. This morning I was an emotional wreck over what I did last night. Now I am indifferent. Aunt Carmilla explained things when I woke up half past noon. I am transforming into a vampire, one of the living dead - or undead - that feeds on the...

Songbird - The Awakening Ch. 05

by charmscale on Jul 27, 2020
Non-Erotic

It was over an hour before I heard anything else from my team. As I was beginning to wonder if I should summon another spirit and send it to check on them, I got a call from, of all people, Lucky. "Yo, Songbird," he said, voice crackling due to poor reception. "Alpha asked me to give you a call to let you know we're alive." I sighed with relief. "What hap...

Carmilla's Vengeance Ch. 01

by phantom_belcher on Jul 14, 2020
Erotic Horror

Journal of Erin Hollister 9 June, mid-afternoon The train entered the Duchy of Styria, after days of travel from the Dutch coast. Over the day, I have been struck by how different Austria is from my native London. London bustles with activity; Austria, especially rural Styria, is more sedate and relaxed. Perhaps that is what I need, ever since Mother died...

The Red Masquerade

by TamLin01 on Aug 31, 2017
Erotic Horror

"We are so accustomed to disguise ourselves to others that in the end we become disguised to ourselves." -Francois de La Rochefoucauld *** Miranda turned to say something to Richard and saw that he wasn't there. Only then did she realize she had no idea where she was. She was standing on a patio attached to a house she didn't recognize. It was night, and...

A Night of Surprises

by dark_entries on Sep 16, 2017
Group Sex

I noticed her as soon as she came outside on the deck to smoke. She was tall and more than skinny — gaunt, almost — with pale skin and short hair that had clearly been dyed black. She had on tight black jeans and a glittery gray sleeveless shirt that made it clear she had no bra on. Not that she needed it; her tits were just barely large enough to push her s...

Mme Anne's Home for Boys Ch. 02

by queenhobart on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Mme Anne ran copies of my SS card, filled out my W-4, fished around in her desk for and found a set of house and room keys for me. While Jason's cum went first cold, then stickier, then crusty against my re-buttoned button-down. Ugh. The wipes had gotten the biggest globs of it off, but that film that always follows a load was forming fast. "Here are your...

Double Trouble

by Tomsparty on Sep 13, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

My mum split from my dad when I was sixteen and after a succession of boyfriends she recently started dating a guy called Vern. Big Vern as I called him worked in the British Army, stationed in the North of England. They met through the internet. The first time they saw each other mum and I travelled up by train and stayed at his house in the barrack grounds...

Mark's Comeuppance

by markydaysaid on Sep 11, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Mark the Barbarian's vision was blurry, and his head swam with vertigo, but through the mental fog he could see that he was in a room; a dark room dimply lit by a shaded window and a dozen psychedelically colored lamps. No, not lamps. They were crystals. He was upright, and his arms were above his head, but when he tried to move he found that he was restrai...

Carmilla the Succubus Queen

by Hornyonion007 on Apr 29, 2025

Fwap fwap fwap fwap fwap fwap fwap “Aahnn, ugh, nnngghh… p-please… ooogh…pleee-ease help me, saa-ave mee…!” You hear echo in the distance, down these dark unhallowed halls. For years the lands had been ravaged by unholy demons, terrorizing the innocent and the faithful, either by storming the gates of cities and keeps, killing and torturing everything in the...

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The Midnight Auction

by Nameless_Rose on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

Guy had passed the faded sign a hundred times. Probably more. "Auctions Every Friday at Midnight," it said. The sign was planted on the side of the road in front of a tumbledown building whose corrugated iron roof had once been painted white but was now a dirty, rust-mottled grey. The walls had that faded maroon look that barns get after half a century of ne...