I watch as the body I was supporting drops helplessly to the ground. Pathetic. I wipe my hand across the blood dripping down my chin and signal the guards to take the body away. I’m out of breath, and I take a moment to stabilize myself. I realize I feel quite full but the thirst at the back of my throat hasn’t been soothed at all. At this rate, I just know I would be throwing up later. “Where’s Abel?” I direct my questio...

She was my secret. Because I liked her that way. Even though she had told me I could tell whoever I wanted about her. I wanted her to myself. For now. I have a high-pressure career that consumed my life. And so, I got home smelling like office sweat covered with rush hour traffic sweat, both of those nearly overpowered by the ‘I haven’t showered in a few days because I have been too stressed and anxious and burned out fro...

She knew him all of her life He was that fun-loving "Uncle" and she adored him. Things started to change one year, the country was locked down due to the virus. He was lonely, and would often proposition her. After all, they were not related for real, but she had a boyfriend and was loyal. Things began to change slowly, He was depressed and she was tormented by the constant yelling and emotional abuse from her boyfriend....

Francisca, also known as Kika, woke up in her partner Misha's bed in rural Vermont. The wind outside was not howling. But, every so often, it would hiss against the window panes to remind her she was better off in bed. Next to her, Mikhail, who everyone called Misha, was still asleep. He was wrapped in the dark flannel sheets and quilt, turned away from her body. The sun shone blankly on the snow outside, providing light...

"Just you and me today, Claire?""Thanks for letting me come over, Honey.""You're a woman with good ideas.""Gina's usually the one with the ideas. I love her, but sometimes… I'm less outgoing than Gina, so…""It's okay to need your own space, Claire.""Yet I'm invading your space, your home. Although, it feels comfortable.""Please. Get comfortable.""Shirts off?""And bras. Hee hee, that tickles, Claire.""Oops, sorry.""Don't s...

This story can stand on its own, however, it is recommended that the viewer have read "The Night to Come" series to full understand. This is a continuation of what happens after the night came... As always, I hope it is enjoyed. I twitched awake, stretching languidly in my empty bed. Cold metal bumped against the warm skin of my wrist, making me jump. My eyes opened to see a pair of black handcuffs on the bed beside me. I...

You stir and turn to lie on your side. I move close behind you, my arm across your waist, once again imitating spoons. You murmur words. Indistinct. I ask you to say the words again. You whisper,  “My mouth is dry.” I know this time I must refresh you. There is bottled water across the room. I leave the bed. I leave you alone. I know that I will return and I know that beneath those covers, warm between the crisp white she...

You really know how to get to me like no man ever has.You’re proving it again right now, cuddling my very aroused nude body draped lazily across yours on our bed, stroking my long brown curls and back with a strong loving hand. Still gently lifting my chin with your other hand and looking adoringly into my blue-green eyes, you crane your neck to softly kiss my lips, tasting the last remaining salty remnants of your intens...