Rebecca watched the last of the trick-or-treaters head down the street and checked the clock. With the official hours over, she turned out the porch light and put down the bowl, resisting the urge to indulge with one of the few remaining pieces of candy. She took off her witch hat and shook out a…
It was with stunning revelation that Moira found herself face to face with the God of Darkness, Erebus. In fact, she cursed herself inwardly, he had been on his knees lavishing her ass with sumptuous attention before she rejected him for a mere mortal! Gods! The party around them whirled on, an fantastic orgy of…
Highlands of Scotland February 14, 2004 Wynter Donal eyes flew open as her blankets were pulled off of her. She started to reach for the dirk she had hidden under the pillow she didn’t sleep on. Only to find it missing and at the same time she heard a chuckle that sent a chill down…
Her breath came in gasps and shuddering sighs, as her breast rose and fell with every quivering sensation. The young girl’s arms and legs were held each by a beautiful woman; completely naked except for the velvety purple shrouds that draped over their lithe figures. Those who held her hands, caressed them against their bodies,…
I grunted and caught myself as he pushed me down. The soil felt cold beneath my palms as I tried to push up. I felt his weight press against my back and smiled slightly. His scent mixed with the fresh earth was intoxication at its best. “Stay down love,” he murmured into my ear. I…
Moira and Guinevere Carling were sisters, though not in the biological sense. Each found a similar in the other — sisters in dark temperament and unnatural desires, sisters with great powers in the black craft — and the two cleaved to each other for mutual benefit. What benefit, you might ask, would compel two of…