"You're pitiful," the Demon Lord Asmodeus said, glaring down at me with a murderous fury in his crimson eyes. Seven feet tall and massively muscular, the grayish blue monster with the huge, bat-like wings pressed its clawed foot against my chest, causing me no small amount of pain. I looked up at my enemy with all the defiance I could muster. I was bruised a...
"So, Stan, how did things go last night?" asked Elizabeth on Tuesday morning. "What's this, a progress report, Elizabeth?" asked Stan with a grin. "I have to say, it's pleasant to be giving one instead of being the subject of one!" Elizabeth looked slightly embarrassed, but pressed on, "Well... How did things go?" "Hmm. Things were a little tense in the c...
Intoxicated. There was no other word to describe the way I was feeling right now. I was completely drunk on his attention and every perfect word he sent my way. Wilder Vaughn even his name was sexy. He was the notorious bad boy of our school and every girl wanted him... me included. I wasn't sure why we were all so infatuated with him. Maybe it was his e...
(The Zar is a number of things in Middle Eastern and North African societies. One, it's a ritual of extracting a Demon from the possessed, placating and restoring them into the original body. Two, a Zar is also a Demon or Djinn. Three, the Zar is a bonding or ritual dance among women. And four, the Zar is also a form of Hyperarousal Trance, distinct from med...
"Love at first sight." "What a bunch of bologna," I had thought most of my life. Yes, I knew about immediate attraction to a person of the opposite sex. But love? That was different. At 52, I was skeptical about relationships. I had just finished my second divorce. The few guys who were showing interest in me were shooting aggressively for a chance at my...
Author's Note: Well, here's my first contest submission. I hope you like it. Please don't forget to vote and as always, I welcome any and all comments. Happy reading! -MC * Nearly every day, just about an hour before I get off of work, I can count on receiving a text message from my boyfriend, Matt. Sometimes they're sweet, sometimes they're naughty and of...
Chapter 4 Chris stood in Sarah's kitchen as she looked at him. She was taking the news fairly well seeing as how he had just told her he was going to Chicago for a while, and an NSA agent would be following her while he was gone. He also was leaving his pistol with her. For one he couldn't get it through the airport, and also he wanted her to have some form...
Hey, there. My name is Jacob Celestin and I'm a six-foot-one, kind of chubby yet still mildly good-looking young black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm twenty one years old. Someone once told me that a young man's college days are supposed to be the best days of his life. If you ask me, somebody lied. These days, I'm definitely not havi...
Every Tuesday we'd meet for lunch at Del's, you know the place, that little Coffee shop over on 4th Avenue. We'd always get this same table in the deserted back room; no one would bother us there. The waitresses wouldn't hassle you, because they knew we were good for a nice tip and beside, by the afternoon, we practically had the whole place to ourselves. So...
Chapter 1 Prologue You know the guy you hated in High school but everyone else seemed to worship like a god? (Unless you were that guy.) The guy that was fantastic at sports and all the girls wanted to be with him even though he treated them like shit. Mr. Popularity himself? Well Brad Graham was that guy and then some except Brad went from High School jack...