Magick or madness? Lust or logic? None of that mattered at that precise moment. Freya’s agile hands, slick with cunt juices, plunged into her oozing pussy, furiously pounding into her sodden hole as the limousine, swerving at a perilous speed, wove in and out of traffic, a foreboding, black Cadillac pursuing, its windows tinted to opacity. The misty, gray rain adhered to the windows of the woman’s limo, a surrogate mirror...

What is real? Philosophy and science merely describe, never define, the fabric of reality, and one’s place in it left nebulous. Pondering the essence of existence, an exercise of mental academia, was, to Freya, a question of paramount import. While the Abenaki and Hindus believe that reality was dreamed into being, others profess that our dream world is as real as our waking one. None of this helped her plight. Where does...

Satan. A brilliantly beautiful virgin. Like an insect trapped in his cobweb of seduction, she can't crawl away from exorcism. Not when she has surrendered her heart, body, and mind to the Supreme Cambion. Not when her wrists and ankles are bound on the onyx altar, shamelessly naked, spread-eagle for the coven to witness. She squirmed under the dark shadow of his possession, dreading the release from the forbidden breath o...

Under the deceitful caress of the moonlight, Emma graced the soirée as a beguiling enchantress, her attire draping sensually over every sinuous contour. Across the opulent hall, a silhouette in an infernal tuxedo beckoned—Belial. Enticed by his magnetic presence, she approached him, shrouded in dancing candle flames. "Beware!" a spectral voice whispered. "Dark love holds perilous delights." It was too late. As their lips...

Damon, the ruthless vampire, locked gazes with Selena, a malevolent demon chanting in a cursed pumpkin field beneath the haunting, full moon. Her sultry whispers, like tendrils of shadow, drew him closer, tempting him to abandon his insatiable hunger, and his icy caress awoke an inferno within her darkened soul. Their chemistry smoldered with rivalry and attraction as they danced on the edge of passion and peril, fangs ba...

I force obscene blasphemies from your lips. Filling your body as I will. As no other can. You and I. We. Ahhhhh... I feel them. Brittle leather straps firmly wrapped about our wrists. Irrelevant. Your limbs contort, twisting, battered by waves of wicked pleasure. Forgo faith. Banish reason. Abandon Hope. Very Good... Now You belong to me Suffer Gasp BEG Who knew you'd be such a hungry little slut? Me of course But I'll gr...

The demon within me claimed her body and soul His forked tongue weaving magic upon her flesh wrapping around her nipples tugging her to a mystical place her breasts heaving His thrusting and demanding phallus pulsing and throbbing deep within stretching not only her body but her mind too Leading her through the gates of paradise Now nothing but my demon will quell her sexual wants and needs

Nadia hid behind the blinds in her dark room, peering out her second-floor bedroom window, watching all the kids who were trick-or-treating in their costumes. It was Halloween and while almost everyone else celebrated the day, she spent it at home wondering if she would ever have the same encounter she had as a high school senior. At the time, she had spoken about it in detail, desperate to find someone who would believe...