By all accounts it seemed like a normal day, if not a lazy one. I was up on the balcony with Enko and Helasia enjoying good times and conversation. The park was doing well, Helasia was off, and even Enko had found some time to take a break. Thinking back, it was a damn near perfect afternoon. At some point, Helasia wandered to the back side of the balcony facing away from the reserve leaving Enko and I staring out over th...

My favorite experience? Hmm, that’s a hard one. My mind immediately drifts towards Enko of course. Believe it or not she’s never hunted me in the park. Most nilian types aren’t super big into hunting despite their heritage. She and I tend to spend most of our intimate time out on our balcony which overlooks the reserve. She has quite the penchant for anal sex and we’ve spent many a lovely night up there, her planted in my...

Taylor gripped the steering wheel, the skin of his knuckles turning white as he did his best to control his speed. His breathing ragged and inconsistent as the smell of cheap sausage and pepperoni filled his small hatchback. “Oh! Ohhh!  F…fuck me…” he gasped, almost blacking out for a moment. The pressure behind his eyes was growing worse by the second. His nose scrunched as he did his best to relieve it, but it was no go...

She flees his clutches, running to the woods, as he spews foul words through rancid, liquored breath.  He appears - the golden-eyed grey wolf. As he licks her wounds, she nuzzles against his fur.  Transforming, his lips take over, showing her gentleness with soft kisses. Caring caresses follow. She needs his loving touches. Devoted to her, he cradles her delicate body as he makes love to her, making sure her pleasure come...

I pulled the last dregs of energy from the bottom of my weary soul and forced it out through my hands. They warmed against the chest of the frail, nameless child who was writhing in the grips of a fever dream. The miasma of sickness and darkening auras from dozens of stricken Normies overpowered the flickering fluorescent lights in the repurposed building. I had no idea exactly how many were laying on cots in the crowded...

Scott Macintire stood outside of the house at the end of Nettlewood Drive, hesitating only a few moments before pressing the doorbell. It was one of those McMansions that had started springing up everywhere before the housing market tanked: somehow managing to look both cheap and expensive at the same time. The driveway and front lawn were filled with scattered cars and SUVs and from inside he could hear the faint, steady...

Nearly twenty years of aging appeared on Samantha’s seventeen-year-old face and her blonde hair was turning gray, but she was oblivious. The only thing on her mind was how much Lori was a good friend sticking with her when her two other, shallow, scaredy-cat friends and classmates were screaming and backing away. Then again, Lori being the quiet girl didn’t have many friends anyway, so where would she go? So, Lori remaine...

The moon was full. The moors were empty. Inside the 'Rick and the Baker' pub, villagers milled about nervously, listening to the feral howls that sliced through the fog like razor-sharp talons. Even the most macho Irishman seemed jittery, even frightened by the never-ending din surrounding the rural countryside. So jittery in fact with each blood-chilling bay, darts were thrown errantly in seemingly every direction but to...

Introduction My name is Lara, and my husband, David, and I live in a small town in central Vermont. We’re not sophisticated people, having been high school sweethearts and getting married right after graduation. We live in a modest home, a cabin really, that David built for us while we were living with my parents for a year after the wedding. I’m smart, although not well-educated, and I’ve been able to find temporary, som...

A bolt of lightning lit up the window, illuminating the pouring rain outside. Audrey braced herself for the thunder that was sure to follow closely behind. Remembering back to her childhood, she counted the time between the lightning strike and the thunder crash aloud. “One… two… three… four….” Thunder boomed overhead, shaking the house, rattling the windows, and making Audrey jump even though she had been expecting it. I...

LunaThe 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 feared, dogs. Their barking was coming fro...

“I don't know that there are real ghosts and goblins, but there are always more trick-or-treaters than neighborhood kids”-Robert Brault***Somewhere in one of the darker corners of the world, a witch and a ghoul stood at the entrance of a cemetery at midnight, and both of them were afraid. They weren’t afraid of what was inside: Rather, it was everything outside that scared them. “Mark my words,” said Stokes, shuffling his...

They made their way up the hill and through the woods to the back of Helen’s house. The smell of food hit Cordelia’s nose as she stepped on the porch, and she realized that she was starving. Her stomach growled and Micah grinned and opened the door. She grinned back at him as she walked inside. When Cordelia looked up, Helen was standing there staring at them. The look on her face was clear, she knew. “Aunt Helen, it smel...