"That old black magic."
“The demons there are whirling, and the spirits swirl about.They sing their songs to Halloween. ‘Come join the fun,” they shout.But we do not want to go there, so we run with all our mightAnd oh we will not go...
"Thomas discovers his past, and sees a possible future"
You put on your mask and walkin. Immediately notice how many people are here. All masked, all gallantly dressed. You notice that the servers are scantily clad with collars around their necks as they walk around offering wine and hors...
"How real are your fantasies?"
It's been a long time since I looked forward to Halloween. This year, I can't wait. I have to, but the anticipation is killing me. It all started mid-September last year. We were at the last county fair of the...
The woman smiled brightly as he stepped out of the bushes, her eyes travelling up and down his body, drinking in the sight of him. His hair was dark and mid-length, framing storm-grey eyes and an aquiline nose. Further down...
"Poor confused Thomas heads to a masquerade"
I can see it in your eyes. The lust. The want. The need. Confusion. I can sense the rise in your arousal as I walk by you as if you don’t exist. I can hear your heart race, and see...
"We could go on forever. Vampires don't get tired? Why would we stop?"
“Why didn’t you tell me,” Aaron’s voice comes from above me. I look up, he’s propped up on a ledge, looking down. His knees are pulled to his chest and his chin between his knees. “I was going to,” I...
"Magic and mystery abound at a sexy storytelling club."
Chapter 7 – Evelyn “Aleeeeeeeeex.” I looked around, startled from my contemplation of the idol by the voice, a female voice, whispering my name; soft, sweet and enticing. “Aleeeeeeeeex. Come to me.” Breathy and sexy, it seemed directionless; all I...
"Some infinities last longer than others. Take my hand and I'll give you forever."
Stories of vampires are written from the imagination of great and not-so-great writers, but no vampire story has been written from the heart of one. Not until now. ***** I hate goodbyes. I always have, and I probably always will....
"Magic and mystery abound at a sexy storytelling club"
Chapter 5 - Riley The months that followed were a misery for me; I loved Evan, and I was sure he loved me, but I couldn’t reconcile that against the secrecy of his God-damned club. There was something going on...
"Magic and mystery abound at a sexy storytelling club"
“It is the tale, not he who tells it”Stephen KingChapter 1 - Barrow In one of the secluded laneways off Macleay St in Potts Point, Sydney, sits a set of five handsome two-story Victorian brick terraces; each with a brass...
