Unremarkable Skip was eyeing round Greta, who returned his gaze with batted lashes, fibbing shy eyes, and a knowing smile. He has potential, she thought. Many women settle for men with potential, no matter what her angle might be. Settling comes easier the hungrier she is. “Hey,” Skip said with all the suavity he could muster. “Wanna dance?” “No, thanks.” She let his shoulders slump before delicately yanking on his shirt....

"Did you remember to pick up the drain brush?" Of course you did; how could you not? Natasha's been nagging you about it for three days now. "Well it's not my fault the bath is clogged. Blame Yyvnn; it's her feathers that keep jamming the damn thing." Yyvnn wasn't the one that's been using the bath plughole as a personal biohazard disposal chute. "Okay first off, they're not biohazards; just some failed alkahests. I thoug...

Akasha… The sound of my name being called as if being carried by the wind wakes me from sleep. I rub my eyes, looking around to where the sound is coming from. I am awake, but not really. As expected, two glowing eyes are in the far corner of my darkened room. I blink, rubbing my eyes, thinking I must be having a dream inside my dream again. I had had this particular dream every night for the past month, so I was not as f...

Sicily. If there was one thing about the place that Bennett was certain of, it was that he did not enjoy being there in the slightest. The weather was unbearably hot and, weighed down as he was by his equipment, he found that every step he took was a test of his body's fortitude. Amongst his organisation, he wasn't the biggest or the strongest, but that didn't stop him from taking up the blade in the name of God. He had f...

There's something endearing about the way Muu loses her shit every time she tries something new. You figured that she would enjoy sushi, given her previous life as a pontoon fisherwoman. But you never would have anticipated her having a full-on euphoric epiphany. She stood there, chewing with her mouth open as she rambled on about how she's 'never had such a delicious new creation using such familiar ingredients'. She the...

“So who is this new little pet who is joining us?” Beleeza was splayed over a table in Reina's workshop watching her bondmate rummage about. The Daemon was looking especially outlandish today, her curved horns larger than usual, covered in dangling jewelry and chains. Her skin was charcoal gray, with only a few spots of brilliant red strewn across her face and arms. The elegant cloth around her waist was only there becaus...

The demons started to surface after we moved into our new penthouse. But, on reflection, I may have suppressed them for the whole of my married life of twenty years to develop an image of respectability. Our new home occupied the entire top level with floor-to-ceiling one-way glass windows and a balcony that offered fabulous 360-degree views. To the west were the beach and ocean; to the east, the city and hills. We could...

“How did you end up bonded to a Flesh Daemon anyway?” Telitha's sudden question broke the silence that had ruled the workshop for hours. Reina looked up from her tomes in confusion. Her assistant was looking at her, visibly exhausted from countless hours of work. Telitha’s shoulder-length black hair, usually well-kept, was now tousled and her eyes weary and bloodshot. She was a dutiful and patient assistant, but she was s...

Re-uploading my Reina the Warlock stories previously uploaded under the user name Liethra as I'm resuming work on the series! A shadow dove into the bushes, ducking into the darkness as she panted heavily. She had almost messed up seriously this time. Her name was Reina, follower of the Dark Path, caller of the shadow forces. And tonight was not her best night. A simple burglary into a mansion that was supposed to be almo...

Ursula could smell the stench of hypocrisy on Lord Lister as he leered over her. Or maybe it was just the standard stink of the lower aristocracy nearing their weekly bathing day. “Don’t you wash before important occasions?” she asked him, as he pulled the rope tighter, securing her to the stake. He grunted, giving it another tug so it bit painfully into her arm flesh, but she denied him the satisfaction of a gasp or whim...