It was just after sunset and Danny was relaxing alone on a large four poster bed in the luxurious home of the vampire called Christian. Danny had come to Christian's elegant home with his neighbour Sylvia, who was also a blood sucking vampire. Danny and Sylvia had a neat little, mutually beneficial arrangement going where Danny would let the beautiful vamp...
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. * It was past noon when Xander Harris awoke. That wasn't a surprise as it had been past four when he finally drifted off too sleep, happy in the strong arms of Angel. Xander wasn't sure how many times they'd fuck; it...
I wake up in my bed to find her standing over me. "Wakey-wakey," she says. "Is my little pet all rested up? Good. You're going to need your strength!" I try to get up, but it is no use. My body won't respond. "Oh, don't bother trying to get up. I've used my powers to paralyze you." She leans in close, her eyes staring directly into my soul. "You see," s...
The sun rose over the City of Accra, Ghana. After a successful hunt, Nadia Mahama lay in her lair, safe and sound. College Town, a geographical area of ten kilometers encompassing several of Accra's top schools, including the University of Ghana, Accra Polytechnic, Central University and the Accra Institute of Technology, proved to be a rich feeding ground....
One year earlier Mikhail Barrachiel lay on the bed in the hospital operating room, naked and alone, both in the room and in the larger sense of his life. From the observation area one floor above, a group of doctors viewed him, on the bed, his eyes closed. He looked about 20 years old, a specimen of male beauty to fuel fantasies of women and gay men. He ha...
She showered, letting the water massage her skin, and found a wide array of soaps and shampoos for her to use, she picked what she thought was the most expensive of them. She dried her hair, and also found a make-up kit underneath the sink, and redid her make-up, doing it as much as she could the way it was supposed to be for the party. She redressed in th...
Hey Everyone, So this is the completely edited version of So, I'm Not a Vampire? I decided to post it on lit because I realized not posting my stories really solves nothing. Having them remove one of my stories was the first and only bad thing that's happened to me on lit. Am I angry? Yeah, but life goes on. And plus lit fans are way too awesome to leave....
Blackness fell and the screams ceased, leaving only a few hushed whimpers in their wake. A match was struck, and the lone candle was lit. As the candle's light grew in strength, the whimpers followed suit. After a few short minutes the screams of those three dozen bound within the darkened room grew beyond the walls. The slaves knew what was to follow: a can...
"We are so screwed," Private Patricia Etienne said aloud, watching the hordes of the shambling dead which surrounded the town of Redoubt, the last bastion held by humanity. Redoubt, the fortified enclave with the sixty-meter-high cement walls, patrolled at all hours by dozens of armed men and women. Like so many others before it, in the end, Redoubt would fa...
[For the record, this is a completely amoral blog post—preaching morals gives me a headache and upsets my ulcer.] * 1. Sex. What is it good for? Were this a song parody, the next line would be "absolutely nothing." But, given that I've had bad experiences with song parodies, I will forgo that. But, seriously, sex ... why bother? I should point out now...