It was my opportunity to be on Television. Of course, I was only going to be grunting and making strange faces as one of the "Walking Dead". Still, the entire experience had a lot of side benefits.
A story in the Dark Tales Universe
This is an unusual story, told entirely in the first person, as if a gal is narrating her experiences to somebody else. Of how she went from being a Disco Queen, to a vampire.
A young couple wander off the path and are captured by a sentient vine who fucks humans for pleasure and breeding. A dark tale told in a mix of prose and poetry.
She woke up chained in paradise—bare, collared, leaking, and wrong. Her name stolen, her limbs unlearning how to walk, her body twisted into something obscene and obedient. In this pastel prison of picket fences and Stepford smiles, she isn't a woman anymore. She's a pet. A fuckpet. And everyone treats her like she was born to crawl, whimper, and serve. But she remembers. She remembers being human. Even if no one else does. Welcome to the neighborhood!
This story is complete, I'm just submitting it in chunks. In a land inhabited by demons and humans, a demon hunter named Hiryu loses a fight to a demon. His sister Bells must find the demon's lair and save her brother before the demon eats him.