There's a crack in the sidewalk by my toe. Bright, hurtful light from the passing cars flows along the street like iridescent liquid, filling the crack with its brilliance briefly before moving on. It moves on and leaves me in the soft, candy-apple glow of the signs. The pretty signs make me pretty too; all electric blue and red... A man wearing a suit tha...
Huntress of the Night takes place in the same world as Search for the Goddess. These events happen 90 years before Search, so it is not required to read Search side by side with Huntress for a true understanding. All characters engaged in sexual acts are 18 or older. Human, none human, consent and non-consent. Comments welcome. - She ran for her life, fas...
This is a collection of vampire erotica that I will be writing, over time, to test new ideas, new writing techniques, and just simply to get stuff that has been floating around in my head written down on paper to bring it to life. It also helps to de-clutter my noggin. Some of these stories may grow over time, and spawn off into full sized stories like “The...
The night air was humid, but of course, it was always humid in New Orleans. The girl walked along the streets of the French Quarter often. She felt at peace there strolling along among the carefree characters of the night. She walks along unfrightened and content. A mysterious stranger sees her saunter by and is instantly intrigued. Her long flowing red hai...
It started in a dream. Ashley knew it was a dream the way everyone sort-of knows it's a dream, when they're dreaming. But sort-of knowing it's a dream doesn't always mean you don't get scared, or happy, or turned on. Knowing it's a dream doesn't help very much when it all feels so incredibly vivid. And this dream was deeper and more vivid than any Ashley ha...
Raj was out and about again, finding solace in his alone time. The graveyard he prowled was eerie and quiet. There was even a little night mist wafting over the green close-cut grass. This place crawled with creatures of the dark when the moon came out. It always had. There was rumor that there was a Slayer around. One who went out looking for trouble to squ...
Michael Stone watched from the rafters of the old warehouse. He had worked his way up into the dank and dusty old beams carefully and quietly. It had taken precious time. Time that he knew he might not have had. There was just enough light filtering in through the clouded window panes of the warehouse's old roll-up door for him to see. The scene below him w...
Lisa shivered in the cool, dry air of the club. This was completely understandable, as all she was wearing was a black cotton thong with red trim. She was standing on the balcony, and slowly walked down the steps to the club proper. The club closed early tonight; it was Wednesday and bands only played on weekends. She walked behind the bar, poured herself a...
The dark streets of the city lay deserted in the heavy rain. Though still far from the front lines of the Vampire Wars, the citizens knew that it was not safe at night. That was the vampires' method. Small numbers of them would infiltrate cities and towns, blending in among the humans, ambushing the vulnerable, leaving no trace except for the vanished ex-hum...
I do not own BtVS or, its characters, they belong to others. I am not making any money from this story. All the characters are over eighteen. * Eighteen year old Xander Harris looked in the mirror. He looked beautiful, with his make-up and his hair curled he looked, if not like a young lady, at least close enough to be mistaken in low light and at a dista...