The wind blew towards her, bringing the smell of forest along with a couple of pale, yellow leaves that landed behind her. Along with the coloured trees in the forest, the air had become somewhat sharper the last week –...
Supernatural
Aphrodite’s Grimoire Chapter Two: Metamorphosis
"A magical tale of transformation, passion, and debauchery"
The changes wrought within me were subtle but profound. I had been torn asunder and scattered through the void only to be forged anew upon the anvil of creation and the fires of divine power. My heart beat to the...
The Animal Within
"Not all doors are the same; some can change not just your life, but your world."
As a student at the local university, I attend classes full-time while working part-time jobs to pay for my tuition and books. So, saving money is essential for me.Because of that, I recently rented a cramped and cluttered attic bedroom...
Aphrodite’s Grimoire: Chapter One: Chrysalis
"A magical tale of transformation, passion, and debauchery"
There are sexy, seductive vixens and then there are invisible, timid wall-flowers that never get noticed. The latter one used to describe me perfectly. There are witches and then there are Witches. I used to be the former. There are...
La Chiave – A Halloween Story
"Sometimes ancient mythology isn’t so ancient."
As the youngest of the staff archeologists at our local museum, I am often asked why I decided to commit to a career at our small hometown museum rather than trying for one of the larger museums in a bigger...
The rhythmic thump, thump, thump of the headboard matched the pounding of my headache. Grabbing the sides of the pillow and covering my ears, I was praying for a reprieve from the creaking bedsprings and sexual groans above me.Moan, moan,...
Love/Death: The Haunting of Hachishaku
"Po Po Po"
I have a hard time recollecting the memories of my childhood, and I would think that the majority of people would feel the same. Most of it seems to be a fuzzy haze, save for one instance that has haunted...
As I climbed over the railing, he caught on to my intentions.Carolyn ... wait ... what are you doing? You cannot swim!"I can't spend the rest of my life like this, Percy."Gathering all the courage within me, I decided to...
The heat escalating between my thighs woke me. "Percy?"Yes, my love. "Mmmm. Please don't stop what you're doing to me." I spread my legs wider while knowing he had access regardless.I'm starving, Carolyn! Feed me your sexual energy!I lay in bed growing hotter...
The Ghostwriter (Part One)
"Will she find the Romantic poet within..."
July 1822...Percy Shelley had been reckless ignoring the storm warnings, and the violent squall would not be outrun. Moments before tumultuous waves engulfed the Don Juan and its sailors, Percy shoved a book of Keat's poems into his pocket. Most appropriately,...