On my world I wasn’t a soldier. Quite nearly the opposite - an academic. But my people are no strangers to war and conflict. Maybe it’s the world I’m from, or maybe humans are just violent in every universe. I honestly couldn’t tell you, but I digress. The point is, warrior or not, I come from a world of people willing to fight for what they have. I may be averse to conflict, but I recognize the virtues of being ready for...

The unseen barrier that separates the living from the dead is deteriorating. Evil is walking amongst the human race. The preacher in the small country church that's pounding on the Bible on Sunday morning is feeding the host incubus and succubus that's living inside of him. Every night the twins are filling his dreams with lustful, wanting desires, torturing his soul with heated cravings. Every night he's transported into...

Amelia woke from her sleep noticing that something was very wrong; the bed that she was on wasn’t her own. Her bed was very soft and had a sweet scent of flowers coming off of it, but the one she was on now was hard and had a pungy odor. Amelia was the virgin queen that ruled over Femdara, a land that the humans mostly inhabited. She was a part of a strict religious order that bond people to a moral code that they must fo...

Rebecca and Steven fucked a lot over the next several weeks and months after they decided to try for a baby. A lot. Marin usually left Rebecca alone when Steven was around, given their uneasy truce. But Marin had also explained, in her own otherworldly demon way, that she still needed to feed. It would be too dangerous for Rebecca to only have sex with Steven. Marin would only be able to hold herself back for so long befo...

Rebecca woke up the next morning feeling strangely confident. Ordinarily, she would never sleep in the nude, but last night she had gone to bed naked without a second thought. And those dreams. Holy shit, that had been so vivid. Steven would never show such passion in real life. It must have been that weird summoning spell she had tried out. It had put some really intense images in her mind. Rebecca opened her eyes to see...

"Oh yeah, oh fuck," Clay whimpered to himself as he frantically jerked his cock from his hiding place in the utility closet inside the girls' locker room. He had found himself following Bree after he had run into her on campus during his post-practice cooldown. After that very brief encounter, she had pointedly and explicitly told him how bad it would be if he followed her into the locker room. She had given some very spe...

Enko is always coming up with new and interesting things at the reserve. From big events like the runner races to small things like tunic rentals. The runner races are simple. A group of runners has to cross a field before a predator catches them. We offer various difficulty levels by adjusting the initial gap between the running group and the hunting party, it’s quite popular amongst werewolves. They were among the first...

Rebecca heard the creak of the front door opening as Steven entered the house. "Hey Honey," he chimed from the front hallway. "How was your day?" he asked absently as he hung his jacket on the coat rack. "Fine, what about you?" Rebecca answered from the kitchen. "Yep, same. All good," Rebecca heard him mumble from the other room. Hopefully he'll come in here before he sits down in front of the computer, she thought to her...

A deadly beast. A nightmare story told to warn lustful men. Her name was spoken either as a cautious whisper, or as a resounding threat. But in his embrace, she was as willing as a virgin on her wedding night.  At his command, Asperelle, Mother of the Unbaptised, lowered her naked body onto the stone altar. She sat her broad, plump backside on the smooth surface, then gently lay down flat on her back. Without hesitation s...

1:25. 4th period. Tom sat behind his desk in the corner as he waited for his next group of students to start filing in for their first class after lunch. They were never very focused this time of day, and on more than one occasion he'd caught a student nodding off during class. At least this group was his senior class. The freshmen he taught during the other four periods were a lot more rowdy. Such a weird mixture of chil...

De Sade stared out his window and brooded. Sasha, that mouthy wench, had had the nerve to accuse him of pouting. Ridiculous, of course. A man of his breeding never pouted. Brooding though, that was an appropriate response to his current situation because he was here, in his bed-chamber, and missing all the fun, rather than one floor up in the Master chamber. Even now he imagined he could almost hear the sting of the lash...

“Karen?” Logan gathered her gently into his arms. “Karen, can you hear me?” Her dark eyes fluttered open. “I don’t feel right,” she whispered. “Hurts.” “You’re going to be fine.” He pressed a wad of bandage against the bullet wound in her belly. There was, of course, no blood to soak up. Mist continued to seep out around the edges. Did first aid even work on damned souls? He had no clue. “You can’t die, my girl. You know...

Time passed slowly for Logan. As welcome and valued as Karen’s company was, he worried about Beauty nearly every waking moment. One day became two, and then nearly a week with no sign of the Succubus. More than once he considered going out to look for her, but among all the ravines and broken landscape, he knew the chances of running into her were slim to none. There was nothing to do except wait and hope all was well. On...

The Hellwind blew strong this night. Baroness Graveek could hear its angry scream rattling against her shuttered windows. She liked the sound. It well suited her current mood as she paced around her spacious bedroom. The whip in her gloved hand coiled and twisted across the floor with every restless flick of her wrist. Layers of skirt whispered across the floor around her restless, stocking-clad legs. Stiletto heeled, thi...