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Blackhawk Hall Ch. 05

The beautiful half-elven wizardess Crystania arrives to help, but needs some help of her own.

Christi was barely awake when she heard the knock on her door. Looking next to her at Arilee curled up in the sheets – smiling sweetly in her sleep – the Duchess couldn't help smiling as well. Another knock jolted her out of her reverie, this one registering in her mind as something requiring a response. Christi stretched, yawned, and then rose to pull on a robe. She opened the door a...Read On

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Magic of Love , really?

Carol checked her hairdo one last time before pushing the door open of the Italian restaurant. She said to herself, “Why I am so tensed?” After all, it was her reunion party with her childhood friends Nicole and Martha after more than ten years. A get together back with old pals is always fun, but there was something else playing on her mind which she could not fathom. She made her way...Read On

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Casting Off Convention (Pt. 2 of 2)

Already flying in the face of a societal norm, Christi discovers another she wants to cast off.

Christi and Rochelle both rose early, feeling quite refreshed from the unbroken sleep. They aided the men who were chosen to cook, and the smell of breakfast soon roused the camp. The company set out once more, moving at a slightly quicker pace this time. Well rested now, the former captives were better able to keep up. Rochelle told stories about her time as a mercenary, making the...Read On

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A ghost caught in a dream

You're never free, even when you're dead

You've heard the old saw about waking up dead, haven't you? I did, and let me tell you it's about as fucked up as being alive. When I awoke for the first time post death, I wasn't sure what had happened. I'd lived my life about the same as everyone else, and like everyone else I'd died. In my case it had been a heart attack that laid me low. Dying sucks, I'm here to tell you, and it's a...Read On

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Faded Magic - Part 6 of 6

The meddling of Mr. and Mrs. Claus comes to fruition.

Early the next morning, Mary Jane woke up from a wonderful dream to the sound of gentle snoring behind her. Her whole backside was wonderfully warm and as consciousness returned, so did her smile. Last night was real! As comfortable as being snuggled up against the first man in her life was, she desperately needed to pee. As gently as she could, she slipped out of bed and hissed at the...Read On

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Faded Magic (part 2 of 6)

The story continues - this time, Mary Jane gets a visit.

Mary Jane watched, fascinated as the blonde's tits swayed back and forth as Steve pounded into her from behind. She rubbed her clit hard and fast as she watched them, wishing it was her leaning over the couch with a hard cock spearing deep inside her. Being a virgin didn't matter - that little detail was forgotten as Mary Jane rolled her hips, imagining his cock was filling her. The blonde...Read On

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Box

While torn from his beloved by war, a young soldier writes a premonitory song

What manner of place is this? No light. No sound. I quell the terror rising in my breast and strain to listen, to hear beyond the muffled space into which I am squeezed. Timbers creak. The Earth groans. In the ensuing silence, I sense my own pulse; slow and distant as the stars; shallow as a leafy grave. I remember nothing. Nothing but a name. Daniel. The name opens a door. Now I...Read On

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Lowborn Ch. 07

Raven's life in the balance, and into the killer's nest.

Mindblind ran, fighting the wind, rain, and muddy terrain to stay upright with his burden. Raven had barely breathed when he found her, and there was no guarantee that she still was. Upon reaching the turf house, he turned his back toward the door and threw his weight into it. In a splintering of wood, the makeshift bar fell away. He stumbled into the room amidst alarmed screams from the...Read On

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Lowborn Ch. 10

Epilogue - winding down from the journey.

Mindblind blinked his eyes open, squinting against the morning light streaming through the window, and tried to focus on his surroundings. Eventually, Raven congealed out of the haze, standing at the foot of the bed with her hands on her hips. “Well, what do you have to say for yourself?” “Morning to you, too,” he said as he sat up and groaned. He was stark naked, and as the sleep fog...Read On

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Forever in the Underworld, chapter V

My fiancée shows me the upsides to being a girl.

I carefully place a branch of white blackberry flowers in his hair. “I am so sorry to have done this to you.” Tears flow freely from my eyes. They are not the sorrowful tears of a lost love, but tears of despair and regret. The fragile, bony carcass of my lover is lying before me. I knew this was bound to happen, but still I drove this poor boy into a torturous existence that could only...Read On

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Lowborn Ch. 04

The ladies of the evening help in the only way they know how.

When the conversation about what to do next didn’t really go anywhere, Mindblind watched Yani leave the room, scratched the dark shadow of a beard on his chin, and then turned to Raven. “She’ll be fine,” Raven answered his unasked question while waving her hand in a dismissive gesture. “She’s had her tea. She’ll probably even have enough sense to charge any man that ends up poking her,...Read On

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Lowborn Ch. 03

Assassins in the night.

The firelight from the encampment finally provided enough illumination for Mindblind to figure out what he was doing as he followed Raven, miming her movements. His knees ached from inching along in a crouch below the top of the waist-high grasses, and his hair was full of cockleburs. The animal trail that Raven followed helped to obscure their movements through the grass, and the...Read On

The Syncopated Rhythm of the Loa's Kiss

Rebirth is never easy endeavor, nor should it be

The Old Absinthe House is dead. The French Quarter is a cemetery. The bar’s doors are thrown open to the elements and a gentle breeze drifts in with the dancing notes of a street corner clarinetist. I recognize the tune, but it takes a second to place it. I remember a Janjaweed commander who wore out an old vinyl record during an impromptu interview. Sidney Bechet. ‘Blues in Thirds.’...Read On

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Take Her Down to Paradise City, Epilogue

Do wishes really come true?

Three months had passed since Lena had said goodbye to Arion. She focused on work as much as possible. Saw her friends sometimes, but nothing ever replaced him. She felt hollow without him. "Lonely" could never cover it. The only thing that kept her from the depths of depression was knowing that, wherever Arion was, he would be guaranteed a happy life, whether that bitch of a goddess liked it...Read On

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Midnight’s Embrace

A rewrite of one of my first stories. My thanks to Jwren for his excellent editing efforts.

In the darkest hours of a moonless night, she quietly awakens, not stirring, somehow sensing she is no longer alone. Her limpid eyes peer through the veil, searching wearily, hopefully, for he who has visited only in her dreams. Seeing nothing, she sighs deeply, and lays back into her pillow, resigned to another long and lonely night. Only then, as she gives up hope, does she discern...Read On

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Forever In The Underworld: Chapter III

I find my place in the underworld, and experience real satisfaction.

The third night with him is no less enjoyable than the previous. My instincts lead me, and he follows willingly and easily. I bring him to my secret glade, hours into the wilderness and we kiss. The summer is in its prime, and the moon shines strongly. The sun has just crept behind the horizon and leaves its golden sheen on the clouds at the far edge of the world. “I had a hard time...Read On

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SheWolf

The beast will never disappear from within no matter the beauty on the outside.

Luna The lower branches and undergrowth slapped into my chest as I ran through the dense forest. A fog was creeping up from the ground which would help me escape my followers. I stopped for a second and sniffed the cool air and licked my mouth. I could still taste the blood and as I began running again I remembered the sweet tasting flesh of my victim. Then I heard the sound I most...Read On

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Faded Magic - Part 4 of 6

Steve takes Mary Jane to bed. That's not all he takes.

Steve moved up her thighs to her bare pussy and gently started kissing her gently rocking mound, first working his tongue down the dent where her crease started, lower over her clit making her moan out loud, then down to her seeping opening to lap her juices up. Mary Jane gripped the covers in her fists as he finally started licking where she desperately desired. Returning to her clit,...Read On

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Succubus 3

She finds three more to sake her thirst

Tera stood back. She didn’t really have a name - not one that humans could pronounce anyway. So she adopted names wherever she went. She usually chose the names of the girls of easy virtue, the harlots, the sluts, the ladies of the night, the porn stars - call them what you will. She felt that they were kindred spirits. After all she was the perennial harlot, the eternal slut, the...Read On

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Collateral Damage

Rancher girl meets an ally

It is the end of a very long day of a very long week. Seems every other call and visit involves an intense flu virus that’s sweeping through our county like an invading army. Few escape untouched. Susan walks in for the last appointment of the day looking like one of the recent victims. Classic symptoms, a story heard a couple dozen times today. After listening to her symptoms, a simple...Read On

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Lowborn Ch. 08

Raven breaks down, and the flight from Foxwood.

Mindblind stood staring at the wall, fist clenched tight around his sword hilt, and his vision red with rage. He tried to master his emotions, as he’d done all his life, but it was having no effect. After everything – even killing the last of the assassins – he was no closer to discovering who was really behind it all. Behind him, Indigo related what he’d learned from the women locked in...Read On

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Faded Magic - Part 5 of 6

Steve has to work hard to earn Mary Jane's forgiveness.

"Nope, sorry," she said with a smile.  His heart skipped a beat until he noticed her teasing grin. "Pretty please?" he begged.  "I think you need to kiss me to let me know if you are serious."  He scooted up a bit, realizing as he laid back down on her body exactly where his cock was lining up. He gave her a nice slow kiss. "Forgive me?"  "Oh big boy, you are going to have to do...Read On

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Lowborn Ch. 06

Running from a storm, and standing against assassins.

The journey started pleasantly enough. The ladies of negotiable virtue chatted and laughed, still relating to each other the tales of their latest adventures and clients before leaving town. Indigo whistled as he drove the wagon, and even Raven seemed to be in good spirits as she hiked along, usually sharpening one of her daggers with a whetstone. The sun was shining bright, but a breeze...Read On

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Lowborn Ch. 09

Home again, the Lowborn confront the Lakeshore Man.

The wagons creaked and rattled down the road as the sun sank toward the horizon. The women were excited, because familiar bits of scenery appeared the closer they moved toward Lakenshire. Mindblind, however, was on edge. He kept his eyes roving and his ears perked to the wind. From the moment they’d set out from camp, his danger-sense had been screaming at him, though they’d encountered...Read On

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The Conceit

A change of syntax

The light was weakening. The rosey fingered twilight a sema. She turned to the chair in her bedroom, glanced outside, lifted the chair, and threw it out of the window. The shards cascaded on the cobbles below. Passersby looked up, swift footed, in shock, as adversity manifest. She had ran, and dived, thinking of a dolphin. She flew. Not for long. Her general misfortune combined with...Read On

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Piano Lessons And Monster Tales

Music hath charms to soothe the savage breast.

The young Isabeau clenched her jaw and struck the ivory keys of the piano with her fists four times in quick succession. “Arpeggios, arpeggios, arpeggios! I despise arpeggios!” she screamed out in anger and frustration. Isabeau stood from her piano bench and stomped her way to the open window that looked out over the impeccably maintained garden of the mansion’s grounds. She stood in...Read On

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Succubus 2

She drains yet another victim

Norm kissed her tits for the eleventh time. He just couldn’t get enough of her. He had last made love to her a year ago, but here she was, back in the flesh. The year in between he had lost all interest in girls. It was almost as if they were meant to happen. Or so he thought. She was different this time round. The color of her eyes was no longer sea blue. It had a little green mixed in...Read On

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Waiting for Sunset

The fun begins when the sun goes down

Sunset. The sky is on fire with gold, pink and red as the sun begins it’s decent into sea. The air is warm as I watch from the balcony, sea-birds dance in the last rays of the day and I can just make out lovers spread out over the beach as they watch the daily spectacle. I’m impatient, willing for the sun to be gone and for the last rays of the day to disappear so that she can join me. I...Read On

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A tale in Marrakech

When the desert sun sets, mysterious snakes slither through the souk...

Work is over and people by the thousand pour out onto the square; grains of sand flowing into the beating heart of Marrakech. They play mad music. A beat of drums, of wooden soles and friendly arguments. A chant of crooked bartering, of laughter and motorcycle exhausts. A million stars burn into your eyes. Blinking neons held in absurd contraptions, candles suspended in red glass, tall...Read On

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The Lady of the Glade

A man's last story to his son

1 Michael sat in the darkness pondering the evening he had spent with his father. In many ways it had been like so many others. The difference was the story his father had told, one unlike any he had ever heard. Michael was forty five years old, a fairly reasonable copy of his Italian father. He was 6'2'' tall, slender without any sense of being frail. His face was handsome with dark...Read On