"There are many strange and inexplicable powers." She had changed now and was wearing a dress with a purple satin underskirt covered in black lace-like material and a bodice in woven colours of black and purple, all in a pagan style. Her costume was completed by a headdress of white stones with one pendant gem resting on her forehead. She looked magnificent...
"This needs to end," Stated Ghoen as she scrubbed away the remaining blood. Marenda had bunched herself into a corner and was biting her own knuckles. She made no sign of comprehension at the orc's words. The orc had returned an hour prior ready to rage her resignation at her bizarre client, collect her belongings and slam the door on her way out. Instead,...
The problem with M, he eventually told me - M being my first "love" - was that although he enjoyed the fireworks that occurred as a result of our exploration of each other's bodies in late adolescence, and although he appreciated the deep intimacy that emerged from a friendship formed before we even knew what it meant to be sexual beings, there was always, i...
Author's note: Everyone is over 18. Everything is fictional since we're dealing with people in a world with superheroes in this story. Blah, blah, blah. Let's get to the story, shall we? ********* Lily Martinez had been kidnapped 29 times in her life and she was only 23. The first time was when she was 13 after her parents, Hector and Eva Martinez AKA Brut...
Disclaimer: this chapter will contain mental abuse against women and men. My purpose is for you to identify a violent person and leave. Please, don't try to change a person. No matter if a male or female, a violent person cannot be changed because of our will. Don't be a dead hero/heroine, be safe! =========== Hi, the past chapter was very hard and mind ti...
Note to readers: this is a sequel to the story Black Magic, thanks to everyone for reading. * The Sinclair Funeral Home in Jeffersonville was one of those old established places in the mid west, a respectable looking building, elegant even in it's own way. It went way back to the 1880's under various owners. The current owner, Doc Blanding was older, seven...
©Nora Quick 2013 Chapter Seven As I soaked, Andre washed me, drained the tub, and rinsed me off. I had to lean on him to rise but he helped me dress. It wasn't until I was in comfortable jeans and a t-shirt I thought to ask why I was dressed. "We have something to show you. The night is still young." He was relaxed yet anxious, and his slight French accen...
"Mummy, let's go." The kids were getting restless. As much as they had enjoyed the party at Sharon's house, they were looking forward to the trick or treat bit. Sharon smiled somewhat exasperated. I suppose she was happy that her contribution to the day was coming to a close now also. It had been a long day already, a long week for that matter. Halloween w...
Raina crept through the forest, following the drumbeat and the scent of the flame. Her nipples hardened beneath her black robe in the cool autumn air. She came here by light of day after Ostara and found the circle with the stone altar in the center still radiating its magic. She had crept through the forest after dark and found them in their Beltane rites....
Agosto 13, 1898 Bathala have mercy on me. I've failed. I hadn't the heart to bind or whip my beloved Bulalakaw and I fear he is lost to me now. All I have left is Bulan's promise that in my bloodline lies hope. It is ironic that for all that I cannot find the courage to draw blood, in the end, it is blood that will save those whose lives I shatter out of co...