You thought you were being a good manager. You got up early on a Wednesday morning, a day when all the girls are at college. Natasha has lab work, Muu is practicing for practicals, Yyvnn and Bessa are spending the day in the library, Casey is working under strict supervision, and Callyette is settling in well with her socio-economics course. Knowing how busy they'd be, you took the liberty of making them all packed lunche...

Lexi and Matt were hand-in-hand as they followed the waiter to a table at the back of the prestigious New York restaurant, Twelve-Madison Park. It had been months since she and Matt had been alone on a date, and she could barely contain her excitement. Lexi could feel the cool air from the room against the top of her exposed chest as she wore a low-cut sparkling blood-red evening dress. The fabric fits tight against her a...

It's deathly quiet in the office, deep within the provisional Earth-Hell Initiative headquarters. Casey is sitting at one end of a long table, frantically scribbling away at a sheet of paper as she tuts and swears beneath her breath. Over by the door, Bessa sits with her hands crossed politely on her lap, but her closed eyes and slumped posture suggests that she had dozed off the moment she sat down. Lilith is pacing up a...

Casey really knows how to make herself at home. The Imp seems to leave a trail of destruction in her wake wherever she goes, and it often falls to either you or one of the other lodgers to clean up after her. She drinks straight from the cartons in the fridge, leaves cupboards open whenever she's raiding the kitchen, and seems to almost take a sick kind of pleasure in snooping through other people's things. Already you've...

It was Monday, the first day of October. It was a beautiful fall day. The air was crisp, the leaves in full color. Salem is such a simple but fascinating place. It still has a very old-world, colonial feel. Walking through town, the old shops and restaurants are quaint and fascinating. That Puritan and witch theme is still used for people vacationing in the area. I own a coffee and doughnut shop, The Witches Brew. I know;...

Unremarkable Skip was eyeing round Greta, who returned his gaze with batted lashes, fibbing shy eyes, and a knowing smile. He has potential, she thought. Many women settle for men with potential, no matter what her angle might be. Settling comes easier the hungrier she is. “Hey,” Skip said with all the suavity he could muster. “Wanna dance?” “No, thanks.” She let his shoulders slump before delicately yanking on his shirt....

"Did you remember to pick up the drain brush?" Of course you did; how could you not? Natasha's been nagging you about it for three days now. "Well it's not my fault the bath is clogged. Blame Yyvnn; it's her feathers that keep jamming the damn thing." Yyvnn wasn't the one that's been using the bath plughole as a personal biohazard disposal chute. "Okay first off, they're not biohazards; just some failed alkahests. I thoug...

Akasha… The sound of my name being called as if being carried by the wind wakes me from sleep. I rub my eyes, looking around to where the sound is coming from. I am awake, but not really. As expected, two glowing eyes are in the far corner of my darkened room. I blink, rubbing my eyes, thinking I must be having a dream inside my dream again. I had had this particular dream every night for the past month, so I was not as f...

Sicily. If there was one thing about the place that Bennett was certain of, it was that he did not enjoy being there in the slightest. The weather was unbearably hot and, weighed down as he was by his equipment, he found that every step he took was a test of his body's fortitude. Amongst his organisation, he wasn't the biggest or the strongest, but that didn't stop him from taking up the blade in the name of God. He had f...

There's something endearing about the way Muu loses her shit every time she tries something new. You figured that she would enjoy sushi, given her previous life as a pontoon fisherwoman. But you never would have anticipated her having a full-on euphoric epiphany. She stood there, chewing with her mouth open as she rambled on about how she's 'never had such a delicious new creation using such familiar ingredients'. She the...

“So who is this new little pet who is joining us?” Beleeza was splayed over a table in Reina's workshop watching her bondmate rummage about. The Daemon was looking especially outlandish today, her curved horns larger than usual, covered in dangling jewelry and chains. Her skin was charcoal gray, with only a few spots of brilliant red strewn across her face and arms. The elegant cloth around her waist was only there becaus...