I sat alone, a haughty sex-goddess, the dancing shadows enshrouding me in dark mystery, observing the surrounding activity. As if I were their horny queen, my Tequila Sunrise a scepter, held aloft as I sipped, I surveyed my subjects. Behind me, my loyal page, the balcony bartender, pretended to wipe down his demesne as he surreptitiously leered at my exposed leg. My pale yellow and black lace bodice dress was slit from th...

There is a place within the bowels of every city that only awakens after twilight has subdued the day. In such places, the mask of civilized propriety has been removed, and primal, selfish impulses rule. Haunted by criminals, vice-peddlers, fringe types, and the more adventurous, the strong prey upon the weak, prey upon each other, and the law of the jungle prevails. It was through such a place that I, the strongest preda...

Bullets from automatic gunfire ricocheted on my left as a silver-tipped crossbow bolt whooshed by me, clattering against the brick building to my right. If one has been around for a few years, they’ll encounter their fair share of haters; it was just that my particular breed of haters tends to wield stakes and holy water. There were at least six in pursuit, all on motorcycles, all brandishing weaponry, all of them hunting...

Outwardly, I looked like my usual self, bored amusement showing on my face, as I sipped another Tequila Sunrise, sitting at my throne-like perch on the balcony of the underground, goth, vampire nightclub. Inwardly, I was mulling over my strategy. I had almost everything in place; all I now required was an accomplice. My razor-sharp intuition told me that she’d be in, sooner or later. One does receive the most erotic sexua...