The rag doll stood on the table, its small tattered feet sliding silently back and forth along the thick, shiny enamel paint. Its scratched button eyes stared out of the faded fabric of its face, as the small head rocked side to side. 'Marlene,' the doll began speaking, in a soft, childish voice. 'Not Marlene,' was the reply. The woman who spoke sat on an...
Yes, the main character, and all other consequential characters, are of legal age and older. * "Are you serious about this?" I asked Boss as I paced through his room, my footfalls heavy with my anxiety. He watched me with those dark blue eyes of his, partially hidden behind the fall of his dark blond bangs. Boss was perpetually in need of a trim, but I nev...
Author's Note: This story assumes that you are familiar with Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and more peripherally, the characters of Lestat and Louis from the Anne Rice "Vampire" series. I have tried my best to give general background and relationships between characters, but of course, as with all fan fiction, I do rely on your previous knowledge of the basic pr...
Angelus was waiting for her . He was pacing the length of her room with his clothing mussed and his hair tousled, muttering. He looked as if he had ran all the way from the school. Willow walked in regally and appraised him with a cool look. "I think you should leave." He ran a hand threw his hair, trying to retain his composure. Control his anger. "We need...
I was out one dark and dreary night, sent to a club called Blood Lust, working on my next project, Vampires. Though I did not personally believe in them, I was told to go do research and see what places like these consist of, what makes humans create an image of night stalkers and such. I was to determine whether Dracula was still among the living. To fit...
Randy awoke to the sun shining through his window. As usual after a night with Jinx he was a little drowsy and confused. It took him a minute to remember everything that had happened as he stared out the window. There was an empty space next to him and he remembered the last thing they said to each other before falling asleep, would she still be there in the...
"You know this is a bad idea, right?" Verochelle said to her sister for the hundredth time that evening. She couldn't believe she had let her talk her into this. Zavagne rolled eyes at her sister, she could be so frustrating at times. "You used to love doing this, what happened to you Chella, are you getting old sis?" she said smirking at her already pissed...
Greetings, dear readers, I hope you all enjoy this submittal. This story contains paranormal and psychic erotica, if you are not open minded to such topics, read no further. Immense thanks to Bloodbaron62 for his stellar, impressive editings.. Please leave feedback and enjoy! Saphiria was a goth. She loved wearing the trappings of the culture – the blac...
"No," Heather said. "Abso-fucking-lutely not." "Come on," Teri whined. "Just one week. That's all I'm saying. What else are you doing? Nothing, that's what." "I'm trying to pay off my student loans!" Heather shouted. "You know, that thing we owe? The one you keep ignoring? They won't just forgive it, Teri. You know that, right? It just keeps getting worse...
Hey there readers! Here's the fourth chapter of WATD. I'd just like to send a special shout out to all of my readers. It's nice to have so many people like and vote for my stories...even the negative comments were helpful in some aspects. That being said, I hope you all stick around for some of the answers to your chapter three concerns and dislikes in the...