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the woods at night
EllyNetts

Natalie's shortcut lands her a mythical encounter.

A Werewolf gives Natalie a gift for helping the pack.

Natalie left her friend's house later than she’d intended. The sky had turned a bruised purple, the wind picking up and whistling through the trees with the threat of a coming storm. Desperate to reach home before the clouds broke, she decided to take the shortcut through the old woods. The path was well-worn, a perfect diagonal cut through the forest, but it always felt unnervingly quiet. Tonight, with the darkness press...

LostCoyote

Feeding Grounds

In the rain-soaked shadows of Seattle, desire feeds something far darker

It’s been a long winter in Seattle. The kind where the rain never really stops, just changes in volume. Days smear into nights until you forget when one ends and the other begins. Classes. Part-time work. Grocery runs between downpours. Reality is nothing like the glossy college life they show in movies: no endless sunny quads, no picture-perfect friend groups. Just damp hair, sore feet, and laundry that never seems to dr...

Obsolete_Fox

Nighttime Explorations

Clyde spots his neighbor sneaking into the woods at night.

From my back porch, I saw Maeve drifting like a ghost across the field behind her folks' house. The full moon's glow illuminated her white nightgown in a scene so eerie that I had to fight back a shiver. Now where was she off to at just past midnight? The dwelling she'd left was completely dark; in this rural area, most people went to bed before ten. A lot of nights, I was up into the early morning hours. Those first few...

Obsolete_Fox

Same Time Next Week

Two married men get it on in secret.

Though Beau and I were busy with work and family, we made a point to get together for pizza and beer every Thursday evening. Our wives found the ritual endearing, so they tolerated it without complaint. Now that it was October, night descended far more quickly, and it was already dark when I entered the restaurant. "Sorry I'm late," I told my friend. "Shit got crazy just before I left work. You know how it is." "I sure do...

Ascendant

Flytrap

What wet dreams may come

Samhain evening. No pumpkin carving for me. Straight from the boring school party to the woods, to dance naked, a coven-less witch looking to invoke by conviction alone whatever daemonic dream may come. "Make yourself all honey, and the flies will devour you," whispers the wind. "Spread your legs and so will I." Obedient and willing, I lay down to receive the dark gift. I scream my ecstasy to the stars - and to two passin...