I wanted to show you one of the secret sides of myself, along with my special someone. Fu kindly provided a gorgeous drawing and I wrote a flash fiction. The scenes are different but the actors are the same. I think we’re a lovely couple! I waggled the pen again. The ink wouldn’t flow and… continue reading → Wolf and Fox
She stepped through the cracked frame, her glaze pacing left and right, vary of any movement. But there was none. Her heart skipped as beat as she saw her favourite vase of thin Chinese porcelain shattered. The devastation didn’t make any sense. Not in her world. But who-, or whatever caused the calamity, they were… continue reading → The Shadows
You remember how it started? You were bored, browsing Reddit. You found this obscure sub. Tulpas. People there were using questionable techniques and pseudo-science to trick themselves into believing in imaginary friends. You thought back then: this is exactly like a church indoctrination. You browsed their guides, telling you to ignore the rational thoughts. To… continue reading → Tulpa
The memories scattered like water drops as she motionlessly traversed the endless void. Her previous life burned in a flash; the smell of grass, the thrill of a chase, her most precious memories evanesced, leaving her spirit naked. Liberated from most of the burden, it charged into the life where time made sense once again.… continue reading → Finally Complete
A second chapter of The Feral Lust story takes us from Michael's bed and into the woods. The girl wakes up with a heavy head and dim memories of the previous night.
Michael just wanted to relax with some easygoing girl. This one looked cute, although something in her behaviour triggered his instincts. He wanted to leave and he wanted to get her laid equally strong. Who will be the hunter and who will be the hunted?
She stretched her arms up and yawned, long canines flashed in the light of the morning sun. The window was open, and the bedroom was filled with the pine scents of the waking up forest. The cold gust of air ruffled her long white hair as she reached to the window-still and peeked out at… continue reading → The Wakeup
Three scenes flowing the same time frame. I used the first one for the assignment; and just enjoyed writing the others. This isn't a short story yet; but you can see the flow of the plot. Please consider these three parts reasonably independent still. The stories include openly erotic scenes; you're warned. Aurora left the… continue reading → The Love of the Emerald Island
Where am I? That’s how my morning started back then — slowly coming to consciousness. I tried to open the eyes only to see some blurry shapes. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get them into the focus. The head ringed with pain, the tips of my ears almost burning with fire. A… continue reading → Who let the dog out?
Half past nine. The neighbours are out to their offices, but you still have little time until you need to run. The violin case stands in the corner of the room. Sometimes you feel like playing is such a burden. Other times it fills you with joy. How will it be today? You don’t know.… continue reading → Violin Time