Witches and wizards never die. They are here now and are here to stay. ...And so isn't Satan. Founded in 1623 with a population of about 41,000, as taken by the 2010 census, Salem, Massachusetts is a city in Essex County of about eighteen square miles. Nearly all the homes are more than one hundred years old and there are many houses that are more than two...
The light slanted as it came in through the high ceilings, natural lighting always made it easier to draw, especially on the days that the sun was strong, as part of the ceiling was glass. The art room at Price Junior College was a pretty, open space with loads of light. There were eighteen people in the class, and they were doing quick sixty second sketch...
In part two, we return to beginning of the afternoon prior to All Hallows' Eve for Althena's story. This is a continuation, so make sure you read part one first! In her satchel, Althena carried a string of pearls. Whether it represented what she desired most, she didn't know, but her last visit to the witch hadn't been fruitful, so she hadn't put much th...
Disclaimer: This is a parody on Sabrina the Teenage Witch and should not be taken seriously. Sabrina and the Teenage Witch and all of its characters are owned by Hart production. This fanfic will contain sexual scenes only appropriate for those over the age of 18, and should not be read by minors. This story contains scenes of hot sexuality, Friends, F/F/M,...
"Ribbett. Ribbett," said Prince Lancelot. A few seconds later, his long, sticky tongue shot out to catch the fly that had gotten within range, and he drew the crunchy body into his wide mouth. It was not his favorite food; he would have much preferred the champagne and steak and caviar he had dined on before having the curse placed on him by the wicked wit...
There's always been something about Hallo'een that's made me anxious, excited.. You could drag out fishnets, wear robes and dresses that flashed skin that had lost its summer tan, and give in to delightful dark impulses. It was decadent. I could dress in the clothes that Damion had loved for me to wear, but I had been too shy to enjoy. But not now. Not tonig...
Willow wrapped her arms around herself as she patrolled the streets of Sunnydale. She still couldn't help feeling as if she'd stumbled into one of her nightmares and had never been able to wake up. This was real though. . .and that was the real nightmare. Buffy was dead. It was as simple as that. One week ago, Buffy Anne Summers had died saving the world....
What do you do when you want more variety in your cooking? Some people go to a culinary school, but some go elsewhere for help. Many thanks to sintax for the suggestion. * She sat at her table, eating her usual fare and wondering what else is there to food. Three times a day, the same thing. All day long, the same thing with no variation. There's got to be...
Night after night, I tossed and turned in bed. I would break out in cold sweats before feeling the heat of desire in between my legs. My mind would flash with visions of depraved sexual fantasies. If only I had not mouthed off to that witch a week ago in the market, then she would not have cursed me with a demon of the night. Seven days, I just had to last t...
Holinite Village resided in the western most part of the land right next to a dense wall of the hollowed woods and the unpredictable currents of a temperamental sea. Along the north were the high peaks of the treacherous mountains, but the residents never feared the elements nor what lurked in the dark. They made their offerings to the gods that protected th...