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The Cave On The Other Side Of The Mountain

What in the Hell is on the other side of the mountain?

It was the early morning of Oct 25, 2020, a perfect day for a birthday hike. I, Actaeon, started to walk along the trail through the sunlit mist. The brush was profuse, yet I frequently saw deer and fox roving through the forest. As I passed deeper into t...

You look utterly lovely. Vows are made. No-one breathes as we watch the agony of the rings. A deal is done, a tsunami of hope from those here present. You fuss over that fold in your dress. (It was me who helped you into that silk nothingness and kissed e...

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Walking through the front door was confirmation to myself that things were going to change. Stripping off every item of clothing, I make my way toward the darkened room, feeling moisture between my legs as I move closer to him. “I’m home,” I call to the d...

Chapter 30, Funeral’s Resurrection Of Succubus And Last Gasps

After menopause the wife panics on thinking of herself as no longer being a woman.

My time with the Captain built more self-esteem than confessing to an angel for forgiveness. I told Gabriel there was nothing wrong with him. Now, I told myself there was nothing wrong with me. The truth was different. It was a memorial that caused anothe...

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Harold's Betrayal

Harold decided it was time she repaid him for the years he had given her.

She was old or more to the fact of age, she was ancient in terms of human life. She had walked the earth for centuries searching for the men she craved to survive on.  Men of wealth and means, men of fame and fortune and men of great physical stature, she...

Survival Instincts – Chapter 1

Survival can release a number of emotions, sexual instinct being one of them.

We ran and ran and ran, uphill, downhill, through tall trees and thickets, over boulders and scree; one foot forward, three slides back. Our breath rasping and our throats dry. We kept running, but not really looking as to where we were going. I had taken...

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Two lovebirds found their way Singing in love  Overtaking the wind  Building their home Every spring they bring life Leaving pieces of themselves  In different parts of the world  The sun watches them  Marveling at their dedication  Only leaving  When the...

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I can not breatheFor you have takenMy last  breathI am shaken  My love was pureUntouched by hateSpontaneously givenYet never a mistake  Worlds are collidingBeyond the Milky WayTo create a paradiseFor us I pray Nights are so longI crave so muchTo hear your...

The Last Hunter

Will Bennett faces the monster terrorizing his hometown.

Growing up, my grandfather raised me after my parents died in a head on collision with a truck. He would tell stories about Blood Rose Mansion up on Snow Mountain that actually had the hairs on the back of my neck stand. Those nights were sleepless ones a...