Remesh was looking forward to his first party. Since he had cleared the ten trials of being an adventurer he was now clear to take on quests outside the city with other members of the Guild. The fledgling swordsman could not wait to test himself against all the challenges of the world beyond the walls alongside allies who would become friends. Only, it seem...
Cricket blinks and raises a brow, wondering what manner of creature she was looking at. She stays in the shadows keeping absolutely still, not wanting to make any sound that would alert it to her presence. She studies it, watching how it moves and what it was up to. What was it doing here so near the village? She has never seen anything quite like it. At tha...
Stan popped the video in the VCR and settled down in his easy chair. The tape began to play and there was sweet Carol sitting on the bed. He stared intently as Carol seductively exposed more and more of her body. “Carol, you’re hotter than hot.” Stan moaned as he unzipped his pants and slowly rubbed his aching cock. He pressed the slow motion button and sa...
Larya sat next to an old fountain, her face set in a dark scowl. About an hour ago, she'd separated with Lim. Lim had been very clear: The only way to save the muse sprite would be to get this 'Cellemist' away from town so things could be sorted out. Either Cellemist would agree to the muse sprite's terms, and Larya would have to help smuggle her out, or sh...
The night seemed to grow darker and darker as the minute hand on the clock tick off yet another hour. Michelle sat at the end of the long table in the dining room. She had been staying in the manner for several days now. Dr. Jeckle had asked her to stay and document some research he had been working on. She agreed to the proposition after seeing the mansion...
The humans called it 'the Crags'. The elves called it 'Waking Dream' (translated from that strange, apostrophe-filled language that even they scarcely understood). Precious few of either kind called it home. The cold, rocky desert was an ugly bed of old cairns and entombed memories, and nobody was much inclined to dwell on what was past. Here rested the idol...
"I still think this is a bad idea," Snatch muttered. He drew the whetstone across the blade of his scythe, grimacing at the harsh scraping sound. "Bad idea. Bad job. Bad partner to do it with." "And I still think you're being a jerk about that." Snatch looked up from sharpening his scythe. Larya, a dark-haired woman with bright green eyes to match her plain...
I "Jakasan." Mostly asleep, Ian Jackson wasn't sure if the feminine voice was coming from the waking world or his dreams. "Ian Jakasan." "Fuck off," Jackson said. He tried to bury his head deeper into his pillow. A lightning bolt came out of the blue and grounded through Jackson's dozing form. He jumped about a foot off the mattress. His sheets slipped...
All characters are 18 years of age or older. [Author's Note: Well, my non-erotic fantasy story "Blades of Cairndale" doesn't seem to be too well-received, so let's get back to what I'm good at, shall we? More monster girls, and different ones for once! You'll notice that these lovely, rapacious ladies resemble already established monster girls from works li...
When sneaking past a deep-sea cookiecutter shark mermaid possessed by a demonic slime girl, the real key was being light on one's feet. Snatch, known as Alrek to his nonexistent friends, was not light on his feet. Loweina shot him a dirty look that had nothing to do with suggestiveness as he again nearly stumbled on a bit of coral. Somehow, even Mylio, hal...