Along the king’s highway, among the edge of the tree line, a small fairy flitted her way between the scraggly firs and majestic spruce. At first glance, it appeared she had no particular destination in mind. She kept stopping every so often, perched on a branch and looked expectantly toward the road a few moments then then took off again. As she steadily made her way south, she soon spotted a dot moving toward her in the...

Waking at the witching hour, Grgur the demon made his way to the kitchen. His long-fingered-short-clawed hand idly scratched an exposed hip near the fleshy orb that was his butt cheek, as his floofy tail curled around his leg like a shivering serpent. Red-slit eyes stared sleepily at the cold stone floor as it changed to tile. The bright light and cool air of the open freezer door illuminated the ashen, dark gray of his l...

Earlier in the day My boy and I are lying in a meadow that overlooks a forest. "That forest gives me the creeps," I say. "It's too dark and crowded." He laughs at me, knowing that while I can change form, my human self is a sweet scared girl. "Frankie might be scared, but Gaia wouldn't be," he teases, "Gaia would rule the forest." Quietly he adds, "Like she rules me". How to explain this dynamic...well, Frankie and James...

Lisa climbed over another fallen tree and got snagged on a broken branch. She swore under her breath and got herself lose. She continued on the path that was slippery from the rain storm during the night. The sun had broken through the cloud in the early morning and that’s when Lisa’s grandmother, Greta had woken her up. It was an ungodly hour for a sixteen-year-old girl to get out of bed during her summer break. Lisa had...

Geno was up before the sun. With a little over a week until the triathlon, he needed to get in some training. He was never going to compete with the twenty-somethings, but in his age class, he was highly ranked. Geno knew that his running and cycling legs were solid; it was his swimming that let him down. The day was going to be stinking hot, so Geno had decided the previous evening to get up early and take a quick jog do...

"...What?" For Daniel, who cherishes his mother, someone messing with her grave and body is like a slap to the face. Even if the slime girl is well-meaning, there's no way he could ignore or forgive something like that. The slime girl blinks, sensing she said something wrong. Quickly she reassures him, thinking he will be afraid of her again. "Ah... but mama won't eat... living... promise!" That's not the problem for Dani...

The end is nigh. "Haman Baboa Wan, Haman Baboa Wan!" Fire illuminates various robed figures within the darkness; its orange column possibly wavering to the strange chants of the members surrounding it. Although not all know what they're reciting, it is undoubtedly filled with deep, mysterious meaning. "Booba Ya! Booba Ya!" Profound meaning in some cases. Despite the strange language, everyone keeps their expectations low...

I felt a rib give out with a violent crack as she forced herself down atop me. I found myself wondering how many times I was going to end up in this situation. Another harsh landing shot pain throughout my body, and I wondered if this would be last time I would be in any situation. I’ve never cared much for orcs. They always seem to rub me the wrong way, and this marked the second time in my life my ribs were getting crus...

Ryland’s eyes were practically pleading. I could already hear him calling me a right bastard for leaving him. Sorry buddy, but you would, hell, you have done the same to me. I gave him a smirk and quickly maneuvered away from the group. Five runners is quite the haul for a pack of four werewolves, so I didn’t feel any obligation to be the sixth tonight. We happened to be near a dead drop with a descenting potion, and I wa...

Succuben? You want to know more about succuben? I’d suggest you be careful when you kiss one. I suppose I could tell you about the time I discovered them myself, man that was an experience. Just don’t go asking me to name off every subspecies of Mageni there are, I’m not sure even Enko knows. Hell, I’m not even sure the keepers know all the subspecies out there. Ok well, about a year or two after arriving I met my first o...

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...

I remember waking up feeling refreshed. I’m not sure what exactly caught my attention, but shortly after stirring I knew something wasn’t quite right. I listened intently through a groggy stupor. It was the birds, or rather, the lack thereof. They had stopped chirping abruptly. Something was nearby. I thought I could hear a conversation in the distance. “-ere through here.” “You better be right,” came stern voice. I chanc...

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...

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...

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...