AN: Hey guys! This is the chapter with John and the Elf Queen. You shouldn't read it until you've read up to at least My New Pet Elf Ch. 05. Hope you enjoy. ***** John groaned. His head rang like a church bell on Sunday and the light from the window stabbed through his eyelids like shards of broken glass. He felt a weight on his chest, as if his depression...
~~Natasha~~ "Something... h-horrible?" she said. Art stepped forward into the buildings, into the civilian lobby, and sniffed the air. "Monica told us she found out that, apparently Jack managed to bust his way out of here, and kill a few hunters on the way out. I assume you know more. Can you spare us any more details?" What details could she share that...
The hunter pushed through the undergrowth, his rifle raised as his keen eyes scanned the treeline, alert for any movement or tracks that might betray the beast he was trailing. He steadied his wide brimmed hat, decorated with the claimed fangs and claws of previous kills. Those hunts had been challenging, but this creature was different. He had to be meticul...
A fallen angel, dressed all in black with the exception of her bust piece, sat at the bar in a tavern. She was bored, downing the last of her wine when a man in a brown hooded cloak sat next to her. "A glass of blood wine please." He says to the bar keep. The dark angel turned and smiled to him. "I haven't heard anyone order that drink before, you must hav...
I only threw a gray hoodie on when I stepped out of the building and strode into the alley. My fists were still taped from the battle and my skin just starting to show the first blotches of black and blue that would soon cover my body. The aches of battle are usually enough to free my mind of anything else but not this time. Samantha's smiling face jumps to...
"If you getcha one girl, better get two Case you run into Gypsy Lou She's a ramblin' woman with a ramblin' mind Always leavin' somebody behind" ~Bob Dylan~ Manic hysteria is oozing out of the Forum tonight. I know it's the groovy British invasion of The Skiffles and all but my mind keeps wandering to what's going to happen after the gig with my men. It...
A short story Trilogy by Ashley Stout "Haven't you heard of the space gypsies? Blue aliens, man. Blue like the genies from old pop culture. We call them Jinsie. Jinn is the name of an Arabic devil or some crap, I think. Right. And they're totally blue. I mentioned that, didn't I? Blue as deep ocean. Blue as fucking...what's blue? Sapphires." He snorted. "Th...
Chapter 3: Another surprise at the party. When we got to the cottage, the girls stripped me of my jewelry and took theirs off and poured me into the shower. They washed the cum off of me and got me hard again. Damn, Ally and Carmen were all over my cock, giving me a work out. Needless to say, I came a few more times, and we got into the hot tub for a nice r...
Hoping to explain why she decided to become a goth, a young girl invites her male friend over her house to talk. After arguing for a bit, she admits the truth: she went goth for him! —————— Script Start —————— (Knock on door) (Door opens) Oh, hey! You're here! I didn't think you would come. You didn't reply to any of my texts. I'm glad you— Oh, you can'...
William was lost. He was pretty sure he followed the map he had found hidden in an old book about ancient myths. It was in a chapter that told of a race of beings that ruled in this area 5000 years ago. They made mention of a temple that should be where he was now. A temple where some kind of ritualistic ceremony took place. He didn't trust his transla...