Please be aware that this is a bit of a slow burner. All characters are over 18. Please enjoy! ~ Usually, Nancy loved the ride home. No matter the time of day, the train was packed with all sorts of wonderful and interesting people. The other day, Nancy had watched with amazement as a trio of old warlocks, their knotted beards dyed a cobalt blue, had fol...
Salem, MassachusettsSunday, October 28th, 1691 John Jacob Corwin opened the church door for his family, holding it against the chilly fall wind. He stood in his Sunday best, tired from the wagon journey around the bay from their farm outside of Wenham. "Thank you, John," his pregnant wife Abigail said as she walked inside. Their children, six-year-old Emma,...
If you are looking for explicit sex, move along. You won't find it here. This is just a fantasy, a little fairy tale about witches both good and bad. It's a love story of sorts that is dedicated to the good women, the truly Loving Wives, who bring happiness to those around them and make life worth living. ***** Once upon a time there were four families liv...
My father and grandfather had joined us in my office as we talked with his Beta. Jessi was being examined in the Pack Clinic along with her guards and my Grandmother. I could feel my father's frustration and anxiousness. "Dad, you're not going to do much more here. You and Grandpa need to go home and be with your mates. Things here are going to progress just...
What no one at Warren G High School knows is that within the student body is a coven of 4 nasty, naughty witches each from a different clique, each with a different power, and on this fateful day, each will undertake a different one of the “Four Sins of Asmodeus” (the perversion of the masses, the humiliation of the powerful, the corruption of the pious, the...
"Ah I see you have the 'gift' for the mortal," the cosmic being smiled at it's compatriot, "Do you think the mortal will be able to handle it? Which realm shall we be off to? Which mortal will this gift be presented to?" The cosmic being gave a chuckle to it's compatriot. "Really? That realm?" the cosmic being took a human form...
*Purity is the skeleton we hang our sins upon* Thanks to Shawhollow for editing the first half of this story - I forgot to send him the second half. Thanks to Talonwolf for helping with the idea. (One month later) I stood on the main roof ridge that ran down the length of the school. Thanks to the founder's flair for the exaggerated, I was over ninety fee...
Copyright Oggbashan September 2017 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ************************************************* "Sky-Clad?...
As a child, for Halloween I always wore some off-the-shelf costume from the five-and-dime. During my junior year of college, such a chintzy costume wasn't suitable for the Halloween party my housemate and I were going to host. The 70s, the decade of the streaker, had just expired and I considered attending the party wearing nothing but running shoes and a sm...
The Crisis The kingdom of Aksala was in crisis. It was surrounded by Invader's army by all sides. The army had cut off all the trade routes. The food stores of the kingdom could only survive for one more week. The king had called an emergency gathering. All the efforts of negotiation with Invader's army had failed. Evacuation of civilians was not possible d...