Fiction Stories

What is Evil? How does a persons life change if they are dedicated to the perpetuation of Evil? Follow 15 year old John Henderson who after performing a ritual to win the heart of the girl he loves finds himself an agent in His Infernal Majesty's Service. Caution: This story will deal with a lot of issues that many will find disturbing and become very dark as it progresses.

An immortal two-thousand-year-old Vampyre hunts for food across Brisbane's suburbs. She unexpectedly encounters a male lycanthrope, a species believed to have been wiped out over a thousand years ago.

A Devastation Diary Story
John Turnhouse has a number of things on his mind -a 'topless cafe', committee meetings, babies - but then Verity (his newest acquisition, see Verity) says she wants a baby too.

There is a stalker after Angelina Jolie. She goes to hideout at her brother's house. She then discovers the attraction between her and her brother.

"Once you have been a wolf you can never live as a lamb." A former Marine comes home to handle problems his way. Be sure to read the 'Glossary of terms' at the end of the story. I did not mark all the codes.

A wife gave her husband a surprise birthday gift where she wanted to be a submissive for a day. As the day unfolded, her daughter unwittingly joined in, and the more submissive she became, her new role morphed into a daily routine. Her school mum's friends adored her husband, lusting after his cock. Agreeing to let her hubby screw them caused benefits for her after he publicly humiliated them.

Ye Mo, a powerful cultivator from the Luo Yue Continent, opens his eyes not in victory—but in a university classroom on Earth. The body he inhabits belongs to a pathetic young man: exiled from his family, mocked for impotence, and driven to despair after a failed confession to the girl Yan Yan. His master, the enigmatic Luo Ying, is nowhere to be found. Spirit Chi is almost nonexistent here. Yet Ye Mo refuses to accept mediocrity.

Sent down from university in disgrace, I find work in an isolated convent deep in rural Norfolk. However, I could not have anticipated what happened there - nor will I ever forget it!

God, it was hot, but thankfully, it looked like rain.
"Can't we go out, dear?" Ruth, my pretty wife, asked.
I looked up from my paper to see she had changed out of her jeans and shirt and put on a short denim skirt and a tie up blouse.