LLola’s young and sexy. She loves tease, kiss, an entice men. She’s on the prowl and can’t wait to find her next lover. When she spots Adam, she wants to kiss him, bed him, and sink her fangs and drink her fill.
A Tara Story Part of the Keltria universe
Trae is a hunter. He hunts cuttails. Even though he stands at 160cm tall and they could outweigh him by twice his 55kg's, being a cuttail hunter, even for a crossbreed like him, was no mean feat. A full-grown cuttail can look the average Pix in the eyes. Trae may have been a cast-off child due to his heritage, but even by his people's standards, he was something a little more.
Hoot McCoy is young. It's the summer of 1960 and he doesn't know a lot about sex - but he's about to learn in a hurry. He makes sure his friends who know even less than him are included in the learning process. He's struck by lightning on his birthday and the copper arrowhead he wears on a chain around his neck is transformed into a Cherokee 'sexual' MOJO. If you like Hot rod cars, Hot motorcycles, and HOT sex with lots of it, hang on to your handlebars.
An Episode in The Pact Series
With Amy providing a feminine conscience, the boys clean up their act somewhat and employ new recruiting methods -- at a new place. This is a continuation of The Pact -- please see the foreword -- and the other four episodes!
A Dungeon Mistress Story Chris had to take some time off from running the usual D&D game for his childhood friends, and they found a hot new DM: Monica. And she runs a very sexually charged game, with some very seductive villains and NPCs. Before long, Chris and his childhood friends are all getting pulled in to Monica's schemes, and the line between players and characters is so blurry...
Marcus and the others are no longer just surviving the world—they’re shaping it. Erin has always known what she wants. Now she’s orchestrating it. Helen is learning that submission isn’t surrender. Bobbi, stripped of her old identity, stands at a crossroads. New women cross his path. Old ones return. Some hand him their heart. Some, a leash. Some, a knife in the back. And then there are the ones waiting for him to stumble. It's hard to rest when you have a target painted on your back.