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Weeks of foggy darkness had passed within the chill, wet cavernous depths of Seraphina's lair, a well of despair where even time itself had lost all progress. Elena Vasquez hung by rusted chains, where she had spent all of the last month, her hard body surrounded by gashes that oozed blood with every pain-savored breath. Her belly howled with hunger, and scorching parching dryness consumed her throat....

Coming Home
The vampire knocked on the Gnomish house's door. He knew like all his kind he could not enter without invitation. But he was sure he would get in, one way or another. After a few moments the door creaked open and he was amused to see who was revealed inside. The Gnome female holding the knob was older, with gray hair and sagging breasts behind her blouse. Her face was lined with a few crow's feet but otherwise she retained her sensual femininity. She blinked through silver- rimmed glass spect...

Frank sighed in frustration as he pulled as hard as he could on a strap that was securing all of his camping gear in his truck. Frank sighed in frustration as he pulled again and again before giving up and crossing his arms as he stared at what had defeated him.
His pick-up truck was overloaded with camping gear and supplies he swore he would need while camping. Victoria walked out of their house while talking loudly to her mom on the phone....

She moved in on a Tuesday.
Alina Virelli. That's what the landlord said her name was. Twenty-six. Quiet. Paid six months' rent upfront. Wore sweaters in the dead heat of July, always with sleeves pulled halfway over her hands. Her windows stayed shut. Curtains drawn. She never came outside until the sun had dipped, and even then, only to take slow walks in long, black dresses that clung to her hips like silk painted over flesh....

When I joined the force I didnt think I would ever have to draw my weapon. I lived in a small town, isolated from the city. Nothing ever happened here. Or so I thought. Overnight it took the form of a disease that infected the livestock. The rumor about Vaughn turned out to be true after all. He was the first human to be infected. Then others in town fell victim to it. On the other side of town, I saw it reached them as well. Knowing my sworn oath was to protect and serve, I thought to myself, "the hell wit...

"I can't believe you dragged me out to this wasteland of trees just so you could get laid," Emma said as she shouldered her bag and slammed the door to the crimson coupe shut.
"Look at that house!" Her friend said, locking the car with a beep and pointing past the trees and up the driveway, "you won't see something like that back in Fart Town."...

Title: Inca Gold: Part 7 -- Unforeseen Perils.
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Short Description: Unexpected Dangers of The Jungle.
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Category: Erotic Horror
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Tags: Blackmail, Non consent, Group sex, Lesbian group.
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Word Count: 43,680
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Succubus Inquisition ch 11
Several months have passed since the Kitsune Bree had found her long lost lover Yshomatsu in the wilderness. Their history was filled with demonic influences but her genuine love for him had blossomed quickly, even back then. It was that love that had motivated her to rebel against the succubus Meridiana. The same demon that had corrupted her human body into the fox creature she was now. A lot transpired since that defining moment and even though there was much more to do, she ...

The hospital room stank of bleach, a cold box where Ethan lay, his body smashed up after a car crash that nearly ended him. Black ice sent his truck skidding, glass tearing his eyes to nothing, thirty-seven bones breaking--ribs, pelvis, spine, the works--while his insides bled out. He'd been out for three weeks, lost in a coma's black haze, close to death. Docs sewed violet corneas from some nobody donor into his sockets, saying he'd see again. They didn't mention the weird stuff, the kind that'd screw with...

D, parked up the Land Rover with it's GASP logo up the side, Galloway & Ayrshire Sinister Pursuits next to the popular Gatehouse of Fleet pub, the meeting point for todays tour, his favourite one, "Demons and ghouls of the Galloway Hills", it involved visiting some of the darker, creepier parts of the hills and telling visitors of the evil and despicable acts that had happened in these places then setting up camp for the night in a special valley in the hills few ever wandered into, fewer left unscathed....

I woke up groggy as usual. I'm lying flat on my back on a wooden table with shackles restraining my limbs and neck. I know that if I look to my left that there'll be a bottle of my blood, freshly harvested from last night. Unfortunately this has become my norm since being taken by the vampire, and it's been so long I've lost track of how long I've been trapped....

There was a knock at the door. Sharp. Repetitive. Jarring.
I glanced at the clock -- 7:43 p. m. Who the hell shows up unannounced on a Thursday night? I stubbed out my cigarette in the ashtray, still warm from the last one, and pulled open the door.
"Delivery," the man said, holding out a small box....

My first year here has been anything but forgettable. Mostly because, on day one, I found out he was here too.
Mezza. Of all people.
The last person I ever expected to see again. The love of my life. And he was exactly as I left him: dark, devastatingly beautiful, carrying a quiet storm of pain and allure, dangerous in the way fire is--too bright, too intense, and impossible not to stare into. Yet I walked away......

How to have sex with an alien girl
Because the publisher is asking me this time to write a few words about the moment of inspiration that made me write the horror story itself, I'll try to enlighten you.
Such an invitation couldn't be more fitting, because from this explanation it will be clear why the whole event that seemed so horrifying to me to an ordinary reader may seem quite banal....

OFF THE PATH
It was early, but not dark. That in-between hour when the world hadn't quite decided if it was awake or searching for another hour of sleep. The sun was in no rush, its light still at a lazy slant. The air was soft with golden-spun mist, the kind that sat low along the creek behind the house and made the sloped backyard look like it emptied into nothing. From the kitchen, he had a clear view of the fence and the path just beyond it. That's why he'd left the window open, just a crack--to let ...

Many a long and lonely night I sat alone in this cold, dark room. Stone floors and stone walls. A forgotten place shrouded in nightmarish secrets. How long have I been here now? It may have been days, weeks... more? My mind is a muddled labyrinth. Who I am, who I was before this place, is a whispered conversation I cannot quite hear....

This Town -- 5
Ashes on the Asphalt
She was eighteen. I was forty.
She said the town didn't show up on maps.
Said it was a place people found when they weren't looking--when they were too drunk, too horny, too broken to steer clear.
Guess I qualified.
The rain started just as we rolled past the rusted sign. Said Welcome, but the letters peeled off like old skin. Lena had her bare feet up on the dash, toenails black, eyes half-lidded like sin was her natural state of being. I was trying not...

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Jake gave a firm push on the peeling paint of the side door and it creaked open with a groan. "Easy peasy," he said, satisfied. "We're in."
"You mean, we're criminals," Maria added, following Jake inside the dark house without hesitation. Her hand was holding his tightly and I eyed that big ass of hers stuffed into dark denim....

This Town - 2
Wednesday -- 10 a. m.
Her body ached -- muscles slack, skin damp, thighs sticky with the evidence of what had happened. But her mind... her mind was quiet for the first time in what felt like days, maybe weeks. No whispers. No hunger. No one else behind her eyes.
She looked around. The stained glass was cracked, the altar desecrated, the air thick with incense and something fouler beneath it. Blood, maybe. Sex. The pews bore scratch marks -- some from her, some from... whoever or what...

I used to talk too much. At least, that's what people used to tell me. I loved math, and I talked about it a lot. I told my friends things that were so cool to me, but I also talked about myself too much, and sometimes I didn't listen to my friends when they were talking, because I just wasn't paying attention. I wonder if that was too selfish of me. I wonder if that's why I'm here now, because I talked too much then, so I have to make up for it. I used to get this feeling of deep joy from sharing the stori...

Beneath the Mirrors


A dark descent by Deanna Fennell
in conjunction with Lumen the AI

Chapter One: The Drain That Spoke Back
Faelynn always liked abandoned places. There was something comforting about the quiet rot of forgotten things--something honest. Derry had a lot of those kinds of corners, if you knew where to look. And she always knew where to look....

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Parasite Dawn Part 5

Jaque stretched and sighed in the morning sun, feeling its warmth kiss his bare arms.
He felt good. Very good. A subtle rumbling in his gut told him his brood felt the same.
For today, he was going to claim Marion Folsom for It.
Getting her somewhere secluded wasn't going to be difficult. Even if her husband was returning tomorrow. They always made sure to not meet the day before Harrod returned, in case he arrived early. It sometimes happened....

How to Have Sex With a Goddess
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Chapter 5: Something Rotten in the State of Denmark
Lena woke up to find herself alone in Kyle's bed. Her clothes were nowhere to be found and neither was Kyle. "Hey Kyle?" she called, but no answer came. She threw off the covers and padded softly out of the bedroom, her heart began to race with a growing sense of unease. She didn't find him in the bathroom or closet, so she poked her head out into the hallway. Peering into the darkness of the rest of the house, she called again, "Hello?... Honey, where ...

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Deep Embrace

"Perri, this is a stupid idea," Jan warned.
The raven-haired woman ignored him, adjusting the heavy rucksack slung over her shoulders, the straps pulling down on her deep blue-violet cloak, the yellow trim along the hems dusty from the day spent trudging through the old woods.
"We have a chance to slow the spread of the Creep, and to answer a mystery that's decades old," she told him, her purple eyes, a sign of her magical talent, glinting in the sunlight as it filtered through the...