Dark magick Stories

I was in my room studying when there was a knock on my door. "Rosalynne! It's me, Andrea. Let me in!" She sounded weird, like maybe she had a cold. I opened the door, and someone slipped inside my room, but it was not Andrea. His jet black hair matched Andrea's, although it was a guy's shorter cut. The guy looked like her brother, except that Andrea does not have a brother; I've met her whole family. He was wearing her cl...

In a seedy crevice in New Orleans, the tattooist whispered, “Men will crawl to you, chère.” The bat etched in her flesh pulsed, and Madeline assumed its nocturnal habits, becoming a potent cum-dripping creature of blackness. Each night, a man followed her hips, twitching with charms, into the alley’s dark mouth. She bent over, taking him deep within her dirty hole. His seed filled her ass, and the bat’s eyes glowed, alive...