Chapter Three: Evenora Culane "And that is the throne the wizard will occupy when he finally returns," Theodora said nervously. We stood alone in the spectacular audience hall at Emerald City dwarfed by the three-story high windows, and feeling very exposed by the complete lack of furnishings other than the golden throne on its raised dais. No one had gr...
"Ygor, will you please stop saying that," barked Dr. Anne Frankenstein. She felt her last nerve fray. The butler, Ygor shook his head. "It is just that after all these years to find out the villagers were right. That your grandfather, and now you, brought the dead to life. It's amazing." "It's nothing if the villagers find them first," Anne snapped. "We'll...
The young woman ran through the woods, her nearly bare feet crunching through the late winter snow. In a state of near-panic, she ran ever faster, barely noticing the intense cold. Through the forest she continued, not knowing even in which direction she ran, barely able to see ahead of her in the dark of these night hours. Stumbling in the dark, she fell i...
I am haunted. I am haunted by that night. That night haunts me deeper now than it did in the past. I am haunted by memories of that Halloween night that rise up like ghosts in my mind; ghosts that rattle chains and summon phantom figures from my past. They come to me and go bump in the night, and then vanish. When that first day of autumn arrives, I'm no...
Author's Notes: This story is erotic fantasy, set in a world of magic. I reserve the right to be listed as the author of this work wherever it is posted. If found anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, this story is posted without my permission. © Darkniciad 2011 The villains in this story are truly evil, and their actions prove it. S...
Simone's dark eyes focused on the lead singer as he stood front and center on the platform strumming his guitar. Broad shoulders, slender hips. Tall, lanky, not too thin. She liked what she saw. Rick Carver had chiseled features with soft blue gray eyes and chestnut wavy hair that fell tenuously across his strong brow. With a voice like crushed velvet, he...
("Coffin Candy" is yet another true episode in the sexual story of my life. I am purging my soul. Telling of my past "sins" is part of my repentance.) My girlfriends and I attended some wild and crazy parties during our college days. The various fraternities usually put on the best bashes, with plenty of free booze and kinky sex. But the sex eventually got...
©Nora Quick 2014 Chapter Twenty One might think that knowing I had to die would leave me desperate to live. I suppose anyone else would have eaten everything they could, fucked their wolves repeatedly, enjoyed all magic, but I couldn't. Contemplating the end to all I k new, the end of myself, I retreated into human need. I held each man in turn, they hel...
Summer 1975, Grand Union Canal, England "Read my Tarot," Celia implored Joe as they sat on the aft deck of the narrow-boat in the sullen evening, ignoring the cries and grunts issuing from the cabin where Charlie and Rosie, their respective partners, cuckolded them. Silently, Joe dealt the cards, weakly brushing away midges and curly, black shoulder-length...
"Ya know, I tink I hate Halloween as much as Mardi Gras," Nicki grumbled. "Girl, you gonna go to Hell if you keep talkin' like dat," Alyssa said. Halloween had come to New Orleans and Bru's Crew was clothed for the holiday. Nicki dressed as a pirate while Alyssa was a cheerleader. Amy and Thi, in the guises of Rapunzel and Little Red Riding Hood, were pas...