Tales Of An Ancient Vampire
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By the time The Lady Whisper reached the area around Sardinia, Linda had most of the major cities of Europe logged into Kelly and Karen’s teleporting memory. She had the Scandinavian countries covered. Mouse used a Valkyrie disguise there. Eight to ten Valkyries at a time visiting those cold northern cities. She included Germany and Poland in the Valkyrie territory.
In eastern Europe Linda locked in Estonia and Latvia all the way down through Belarus, the Ukraine, and into Turkey. They received visits from the Silver Angel, as did most of Europe.
The cities in Greece, Italy, the islands of the Aegean Sea, Crete, and Cyprus were all paid brief visits by a flying Artemis / Diana; the Greco Roman Goddess of the Hunt. Sometimes she was accompanied by Athena, and Justitia. The Roman Catholic Church was not pleased with Mythological Goddesses flying around above Rome. Not even a tiny bit happy about that. Linda killing a Cardinal, several Bishops, and more than a few priests didn’t improve things. Carving pedophile on their chests didn’t help her relationship with the church either. She knew most priests were good honest men going about their religious duties and beliefs properly. Linda only concentrated on the few bad apples that existed. Now they didn’t exist. Linda paid similar attention to other ‘factions’ of Christianity. Simple Angel mathematics. Addition by subtraction.
For Linda, an unfortunate side effect of her new heroines was the creation of even more cult religions, reviving ancient mythological hierarchies. She decided to ignore it. Let people believe in whatever mind candy made them happy. She had bigger fish to fry.
The European Ancient One’s specialty was sex-slavery. Selling people to rich men and women to use in any way they wished. Men and women, boys and girls. Mostly boys and girls. As long as his customers had the money to buy, he would sell. Linda and the girls decided they didn’t like this particular perversion enough to allow it to continue. Too many innocent people were being hurt. It was time to end this.
The girls all wanted to use tampons again, to seal the mouths of the guilty. Linda vetoed the idea. She didn’t want any potential links of her visit to Istanbul and the massacre at Varna. There was already speculation in the media that an Angel had been involved. Connections to her first visits to Southern California, and Australia already existed if someone or some computer cared to dig deep enough. Linda felt there was no need to add more fuel to that debate.
After getting all the large European cities mapped out in her head, she only had three days left until her scheduled arrival in Australia for the ISPS Handa Women’s Australian Open. It was being held in Melbourne this year. She was to meet her support team four days before the tournament began. Unfortunately, she would have to fly commercial air instead of Angel Airlines. You need to get that stamp of approval on the passport to keep governments and computer snoops happy.
Three times a day Linda was jumping all over Europe in short, hour long exercises. On these days, she and Jessie also visited tourist attractions. Since Linda was concentrating her vigilante efforts in Europe the girls only visited European sights.
Linda planned to make the Muslim controlled north coast of Africa and the Middle East a separate concern. Europe and those two areas were too vast to try and operate concurrently. For the most part they offered very different challenges for a vigilante, too.
Linda and Jessie visited Monaco and the French Riviera for a day. Laughing, gambling, walking on the beaches and having fun. Lots of boy watching, too. The girls saw plenty of beef-cake, but Linda was not ready to jump back into the deep end of the dating game yet. Once burned, twice shy.
They also enjoyed looking at the ruins of the Roman Empire in Italy, especially the museums and famous churches. It’s impossible to see all of Europe in the five days Linda and Jessie spent sightseeing, but, with teleportation, they tried. Mouse kept the two of them disguised as elderly women from the United States. Old women who giggled like school girls. She still couldn’t change voices.
The Scandinavian countries were fun, too, but the girls decided coming back in the warmer summertime might be a smarter plan. Paris was great. The Eiffel Tower, Arch de Triomphe, and the Notre Dame Cathedral, but the Louvre and the Moulin Rouge had to wait. Castles along the Danube and Rhine rivers. The touristy, fun part of their vacation ended far too soon.
Linda did spend time exercising in the onboard gym. She also hit golf balls off the rear deck into the water, practicing her swing. There was a golf tournament coming up and she needed to be ready.
On the fifth day of her Mediterranean swing Linda visited an office building back in London. The large conference room was filled with businessmen and lawyers. Linda sat in the back, wearing dark sunglasses and a conservative lady’s business suit. The meeting of Waters International Holdings didn’t go well for the Waters family. Linda’s lawyers presented her stock certificates and proxies. She owned controlling interest in the company. George’s relatives were shocked when they were fired. Security escorted them out of the building they used to own, denying and protesting the injustice of losing a company with their family name on it. This couldn’t be happening!
When the dust settled, George was the only member of his family still remaining at the conference table. Linda stood up and walked to the head of the table. She took off her sunglasses, and George gasped!
“You!”
“Yes, George. Me! You should have given us a chance. I have more than enough money to have saved your family’s company. Now I own it.
“Your father didn’t want his eldest son married to an orphan with no ties to old money. Old power. My only question is: Do you feel capable of running the company? If you do, I’ll hire you as CEO. If not, the door is right behind you.”
George hung his head and thought for a full minute before he answered. He looked Linda in the eyes and said, “Yes, I can run this company.”
Linda nodded at him. She motioned to her lawyers, and the group began to leave. “George?”
“Yes, Linda?”
“Best get busy. You have a lot to do.” Linda smiled to herself as she walked out. After leaving in a rented limo she found a safe place in a hotel lounge and teleported back to The Lady Whisper.
The last three days of vacation Linda resolved to kill any terrorists Ret had spotted. She also decided to raid the four holding pens of the sex slavers they’d discovered. Based on the agreement she made with Jessie, Linda had nine hours to spend cleaning up part of Europe. She resolved to spend those nine hours wisely.
Each of the four slave pens would receive an hour of her time. The slavers preferred port cities. It was easier to smuggle the slaves in and out on ships, yachts, and boats of all shapes and sizes. Linda visited Denmark first. Copenhagen had a warehouse with forty-seven slaves being prepared for market. Eight Valkyries descended on the twelve gangsters controlling the slaves.
Mouse’s illusions were perfect. Linda and Tink did the actual killing with Linda holding the slavers immobile while Tink carved them up. Mouse made it appear that they were being chopped up by huge axe wielding, blonde, Viking type Valkyries. Two of the slavers died from sheer fright. Tink never touched them. Ret confirmed they were dead. Heart attacks. The Twins applauded Mouse’s skill.
Linda kicked each of the dead bodies (Hey, if you have steel-toed shoes you might as well get some use out of them!). She made sure the potential slaves saw the Valkyrie women, too. Their legend would spread when the police, summoned by Ret, interrogated the former slaves.
The next hour of Vigilante time that day was spent tracking down and killing terrorists in France, Germany, and Spain. Mouse provided the Angel disguises. Silver Angel along with five of her fellow Angels from America hunted, and killed terrorists. Tink cut their dicks and balls off. Linda held them still while she stuffed the dicks down their throats. Tink carved: ‘No virgins for this dick-less wonder’ into their chests. Linda continued holding them still while they bled out. You can’t put a tourniquet on a missing dick!
The third hour of Vigilante Justice that day was spent killing ex-pat Americans, who had fled the United States seeking a safe haven from Angels. Ret had spotted them while visiting tourist attractions, and marked their locations for the Twins. It was an easy process for Kelly to track them down, and for Karen to jump the Silver Angel to the correct spot. Mouse created illusions of silvery bolts of fire streaking from the fingers of the Silver Angel as Tink killed them. Cell-phone videos immortalized most of the action. You can guess what happened to social media.
The second day of vigilante vacation time was dedicated to two more groups of slavers. It took the full three hours to subdue both of them.
The first group was in Naples. They had seen and heard about the Greco-Roman Goddesses flying around the area and set a trap with explosives to try and protect themselves. The entire building they occupied was crisscrossed with trip wires and pressure plates linked to explosives. The gangsters had no idea Linda could just teleport past everything. When they discovered their mistake, it was too late. Mouse created illusions of Artemis / Diana firing arrows into the thugs. Linda held them still, again, while Tink did the killing imitating arrow wounds, then the arrows flew back into the quiver to be used again. The slaves, chained to rings in the floor, saw the entire confrontation. Later they would tell reporters about the amazing Goddess saving them from a white slavery ring. Six of them started a religion worshiping the Ancient Gods of Rome that very same day. When Linda heard about it on television all she could do was shake her head.
Cleansing of the building the slaves were held in took a lot longer than the rescue. Linda had to painstakingly remove each trap and all the explosives before Ret could contact authorities to come in and free the prisoners. She still had another den of slavers to visit later that day.
Barcelona, Spain was that day’s final destination. This was a much smaller operation than the other two. It was a group that kidnapped specific individuals for pre-arranged sales. The customer told them who he wanted, and the kidnappers delivered. They currently had five prisoners on hand, awaiting pick-up.
This time it was a simple matter for Linda, the Silver Angel, to kill the six kidnappers. She just waded in, holding them with TK while Tink slew them with her illusionary silver bolts of fire, backed up by real dissolving of tissue where the bolts hit. Afterwards Linda talked, mentally, with each of the four girls, and one boy being held in chains. She decided to deliver each of them back to their parents in person.
After dissolving the chains, Linda had the five kids hold onto her arms as her Twins moved them to Hamburg, Germany, home of the first young girl. She was twelve years old. Linda delivered her back to her parents. Her mom collapsed in tears, holding her daughter and sobbing out her relief. The young girl’s father started to say something to Linda, but he was too late. She and the other four kids were already gone with an air-pop.
Next, the Silver Angel brought the young boy back to his parents in Amsterdam. He ran to his mother and father crying out his happiness at being back home. He was eight. The Silver Angel was gone. There was no one for them to thank.
The third delivery was a pair of red-headed twins. They lived in Bridgeport, Connecticut. The Silver Angel arrived while the girl’s mother was having breakfast. Their father was in Washington, meeting with the President. Their mother fainted, and Linda had to ‘catch’ her to keep her from being hurt. The twins were seventeen years old. They ran to their mom, and Linda teleported away with the last child.
Her final delivery took her back to London. This girl was nine. Her grandparents were friends of the Prime Minister. Ret discovered by snooping in the minds of the kidnappers, that the man who hired them planned to use the girl as leverage against the government. It didn’t work out very well for him. Linda dropped the girl off and hunted down the man responsible for the family’s pain. He died a violent death, hanging upside down out of his fancy office building’s window. His feet were secured to his heavy desk by wiring so he wouldn’t fall. The man had a deep cut running from his sternum to his groin. Tink painstakingly inscribed the crime he was guilty of into the skin of his back. There wasn’t room on the front. A large pool of blood formed on the sidewalk under his body before emergency personnel could arrive to remove him. His intestines were estimated by observers to hang down at least eight feet below his head. The man died screaming in pain before any first responders could arrive. His death was caught on film by the BBC. It was censored. The death was considered too bloody for general viewing. The internet was a different story until censors took the video down there, too.
Linda air-popped back to The Lady Whisper. Cooky was ready to serve supper in the main lounge. Jessie had the television turned on. It seemed like the TV was always on, now that Linda was onboard. CNN, of course.
“Welcome back, Linda. Based on CNN you’ve been a busy little beaver lately,” Jessie said with a smile.
“Hmm, yes. The last couple days have had a few interesting moments,” Linda replied. “What’s for supper? I worked up an appetite today.”
There was one more day of Vigilante vacation left before Linda had to catch a flight to Melbourne, Australia. She planned to finish rescuing one more group of potential slaves, and the rest of the time she’d seek out and kill terrorists. The plan was to finish all three hours of vigilantism first thing in the morning, then spend some time with Jessie exploring the ruins in Athens, Greece where The Lady Whisper was currently docked. That evening she would pack up for her flight out of Athens the next morning.
The next morning her first mission was to a vacant three story office complex near the waterfront in Amsterdam. When she arrived, the building was empty with no clue as to where the slavers or their merchandise had gone. She did find slave rings in the floor of the basement. Linda decided to return when the Australian Open tournament was over. The slavers would be back, of that she was certain. So would the Silver Angel.
Linda spent the remaining two and a half hours of her Jessie negotiated schedule hunting terrorists and hate filled Imams in Greece, Italy, and Turkey. She found fifty-eight terrorists and potential terrorists in training. She also caught eleven Imams qualifying under her personal ethics of hatred. All of them had their dicks and balls amputated. Gone. No virgins for any of them. Not in this life. Not in any after-life either. She made sure they all bled out. Dead.
After a light lunch provided by Cooky, Linda and Jessie caught a taxi to visit the ruins in Athens. Jessie had the rest of the day all planned out. She did her research on the internet.
First the girls visited the Acropolis. Linda and Jessie both enjoyed the ruin and were in awe at what builders in ancient Athens had managed to create.
While they walked around taking pictures Jessie remembered to tell Linda something she saw on the news earlier. “Hey, I saw a news special about your friends in DC earlier. Guess what? The Prez and Congress have worked out a new income tax plan that looks workable. President Fredricks announced huge cuts in IRS personnel. They won’t be needed any longer. The entire department is losing seventy percent of their employees. Most of them are getting moved to other jobs in the government, so they won’t be unemployed. Oh, an amendment tacked onto the law canceled that banking thing that caused you so much trouble, too. They said most American criminals who were using overseas accounts to hide money from the government were no longer Americans! They were dead! The sponsor of the amendment acknowledged the bad will the law had generated between the US and overseas banks.”
“Wow! That’s great! I wonder what Juan and the guys in the Caymans think about all this?”
“Does this mean you can get your money back in your own name now?”
“I’m not sure. I guess I’ll have to visit Juan and find out. I need to see a lawyer while I’m there, too.”
The ladies continued their sightseeing tour, looking at the Parthenon, Temple of Hephaestus and Athena Nike. Next they visited the Theatre of Dionysus, because the brochure said he was the God of Wine. Linda and Jessie decided to call him Dino Moscato!
Their last visit of the day was to the Sanctuary of Artemis. Both of them were shocked to see the grove full of people worshiping the Goddess. There was a booth selling statues and pictures of Artemis. They also had a box setup for donations to have her Sanctuary restored to its former glory.
The two ladies left, trying hard to keep from giggling till they got out of sight. Some things were just too funny. A cult for Artemis was high on that list for both of them.
In the morning Jessie asked Linda, “You still want me to head back to the Caymans?”
“Yes I do. I’m going to skip the next couple tournaments after Australia. They’re in Asia and I have some problems with that area right now. The next tournament I plan to hit is in Phoenix about a month from now. I’ll meet you in the Caymans after Australia is done.”
“Okay, then. I’ll cruise over to Ireland and re-supply. Then I’ll head on southwest.”
Linda left for Melbourne Monday morning. She arrived Tuesday afternoon after a twenty-four hour flight including a three hour stop-over to add fuel and change crew in Calcutta. Linda and the girls were exhausted.
Joyce was waiting at the airport when Linda arrived. After working her way through customs, the girls gathered Linda’s luggage and walked out to the limo Joyce had waiting.
“I’ve got your schedule set for you for the next four days before the tournament starts. Fred and Mike have some things to go over with you, too. Diane and Arch are both here along with a guy from Adidas. All three have good sales numbers to show you. Let’s see ... what else? Oh, your new legal team is here to meet you. Cindy found a couple of former foster kids like you wanted. Jerry Sanders is here too. He needs to go over your taxes, I guess. Fret and Chad are at the hotel, too. From WaD. They want to take a bunch of pics and some video.”
“Where are we staying?”
“I’ve got everyone booked into the Gotham Hotel. It’s a five star place with beach front. Good waves, if you know how to surf.”
“I need sleep. Desperately. No one should spend twenty hours on an airplane, not even in first class. Add in the layover time for refueling too. I can’t imagine how the folks packed into coach lived through it.”
“I know, but it was the best I could do from Athens on short notice. I thought you and George planned to leave from London. I’m really sorry. Where is he, by the way? I don’t see him.”
“George won’t be here. He’s caught up in business back in London.”
“Too bad. He seemed nice enough. Well, you can sleep straight through till tomorrow afternoon. We have a team meeting scheduled then. I’ve already had a snack tray delivered to your room. Fruit, cheese, and sweet rolls. Relax and recharge. No one’s going to bother you. I’ve already put the word out. Don’t worry about your luggage, the driver will make sure its delivered to your room. Here’s your key card. Room fourteen-oh-two. Its a two bedroom suite with separate baths, a lounge, and a balcony. Nice view of the ocean, too.”
“Thanks, Joyce. You’re the best.”
“Get some sleep, and call me if you need anything at all.”
Linda and the girls did sleep. Eleven hours straight. When she woke up Linda felt loggy. She was sure ‘loggy’ wasn’t a word, but it was how she described the feeling before her period started. Bloated, and out-of-sorts with the world. Her monthly was never very regular till she started birth control. Now it seemed to arrive too damned often. Add some serious jet-lag, and it didn’t look like a very good day for Linda and friends. The Posse agreed.
Linda got out of bed and ate some food from the tray Joyce had ordered. Then she took some Midols, showered, and prepared for her day. She still had four hours to kill before time for the team meeting.
With no idea what time it was in the Caymans Linda air-popped out of her hotel room to visit her mansion. A quick check by Ret determined it was seven in the evening, the previous day. Linda started laughing. She had a thought that she could pull a Superman and hop backwards through all the time zones fast enough to travel back in time! What kind of trouble could she get into that way? Instead, she hopped back to her room in Melbourne.
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EroticI suppose I am, perhaps. A little, maybe. If you believe what has been written, or the stories told. I do take exception to a lot of this nonsense. Especially the vain part. I am who I am. What I am. Is the lion hated for being a lion? The tiger? Or a spider? No. Every being in nature is true to itself. Just because I appear like a man, doesn't mean I am one. But what am I? I've heard vampire, and its variants. But those are stories. All the bloodsucking and bats and fear of the sun. A...
The dream had been dark and hazy. The images had rushed past in an incongruent jumble. Brianna blinked her eyes and brushed a water straightened lock of her normally curly auburn hair off her lightly freckled cheek. The dream had been to chaotic and unclear. The images had come to fast and to clouded for her to completely unravel its meaning. The hot water had washed away the soiled feeling of the dream, turning her pale, freckled skin pink in the process....
Chapter Thirty-Two – Ancient History Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: ff, Mf, f-mast, ncon, cream pie, hp, grope, magic, spank, unif, voy Hermione Granger was lying on her bed all alone with the Spellbook of Desires under her sheets. She had been reading through a few of the more wicked spells, including one which had something to do with the golden coins she...
Author’s Note: This story is not intended to be pornographic. If you are looking for something that will titillate you sexually, you should just move on. The story is meant to be romantic in nature and I hope it will appeal to older people who may wonder if love and romance are lost to them. I firmly believe that love endures when all else fails, and this story reflects that. Kindly note that my references to Cherokee culture and tradition reflect my own experiences only, and are not intended...
I'm planning to expand on the character costumization later, but first I want to focus on adding chapters. Leave a comment at the branch where you most want the next chapter! Also, please comment on my writing style, pacing, and point out my mistakes/plot holes. Feel free to add on to the story yourself if you please. It's been way too long since you last went eating out with your friend Amy. The choice was easy: you met up at the same restaurant you had been to on many occasions back when you...
TeenIt had been a long time that the Complex had inactive. The last activation had been 65.832.212 Years and 23 Hours ago. It had been crushed on this Planet after the fight with the last of the Old Enemies. The Ship was one of the last of its race. The Former Race Necrontyr had been changed into the Necron Race. Now the Necron were more Robot then men. But even with their all mighty Power, even with their advanced Technology they weren´t immortal. The Necron´s had been a galaxy wide imperia long...
You are an ancient pink female huminoid slime who is trapped in a container because you were bent on taking over the world. Suddenly you hear the temple cave doors open up and you hear foot steps coming your way. Then the person opens your jail and you see...
FetishWe must understand the reason for our cock. We develop it and feel our urge and ejaculation grow stronger as our stroking consumes more and more time. We are slowly centering our lifestyle around it, our schedule and activities. Our cock is at the center of our body and so should be at the center of our life and what defines us. Truly spiritual.I've been reading about cultures throughout history that worshiped the cock, carved idols and statues to it, practiced it as a religion. Siva God in...
Once upon a time, in ancient China, a 20-year-old young woman was taken to the magistrate's court to be interrogated. The night before, while she was in detention, the warden had all her pubic hair shaved, and forced her to drink a lot of water without allowing her to pee. The next morning, she was brought to the magistrate's court for interrogation. Her bladder was already full and she was told that if she should pee during the interrogation, she will receive horrifying punishments. She...
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Ok so I am writing this story as a sort of prequel to a game that I am making on TfGameSite. It is also a way to help with my creativity for writing scenes in the game. Please feel free to comment about it and provide CONSTRUCTIVE criticism if you see fit. Also this is my first story I have written of this kind and first story of any kind that I have decided to post anywhere. Thank you and I hope you...
This story available only on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.She was awakened by a gentle slap of thin lunar air as the sheets were softly moved aside. The watery half-light gently seeped through her nightgown, a drifting mist that made her curving limbs glimmer. As she floated towards the surface of her somnolent depths, she smiled, not quite blushing at her nakedness, but keenly aware that her bare skin under the nightgown was regarded with a keen, yet sleepy...
Love StoriesAbout one thousand years ago there was a small princely state in India named Nyanagadh. One can still see a temple called Daakini in the remains of that state. It is believed that a king built this temple to honor his mother. Although there are images of gods and goddesses but there is no deity in the temple. The temple has fascinating image of men and women in frolicking modes. The manner in which the women are displayed in playful postures like leaning against the trees and creepers is...
IncestCarrie could never be sure the exact day, or even the month, the handsome older man had first started coming through her check out line. One day... , he was just there. Being surrounded by people is the loneliest job in the world, she thought. Living each day in a world full of strangers—after a while, none of it seemed real. It's like watching some kind of a weird distorted music video. It had not always been that way. In what now seem like another life; Carrie had spent her innocent...
I talked with Mom and Dad on the way home about the links Cathy and I created. When we got home, mom told me that I missed the entire first week of school, and needed to go to bed early for tomorrow was a school day for me. My younger brother and sister, Tom and Sally, were waiting for us when we got home. Tom was 15 and Sally 13. Since they were close to my age, they weren't quite the pain that some of my friends' younger siblings were. After a seemingly obligatory 'Hi' and 'How are...
It seems like it took at least a month from the time of Cathy's death for the link we shared to evolve to the point that we could communicate directly with each other at will during the day. I really don't recall exactly how long it took for I suppose you could say I lost track of time and I was out of touch with the world around me. I was going through the motions of living without being fully aware of what I was doing. The only thing that kept me even slightly in touch with reality was...
I was a sergeant in the Alexander army and only twenty. Of course with the war a lot of us had been promoted to lieutenant. We were still scrambling to stop the Kane army from advancing into our country. The king was in talks with Sax to the east and they were more than willing to ally with us. The ancient Ori fortress was thirty kilometers from the border and half that to the enemy lines. If the tales were true it could be a strong base to work out of and had more than enough room. The...
This first set of prompts is just to set the scene, reveal the ability of the Ai to do smut, and then we'll continue with some plot! Prompt 1: Jake, an ancient werewolf, walks into a room and finds two women loving each other. Their moans fill the air as he desires to join them. Ai Response: Jake, a werewolf, enters the room to find two women on the bed. They were entangled with each other, moaning loudly as he approached them. His wolf senses heightened as he took in the scene before him, his...
FantasyNight Skies Hotel: The Lesser of Two Evils By Wolverine Editor's note: This story was written with Solari's permission. Please be aware that, for storytelling purposes, this story does not always flow chronologically PROLOGUE The Patriarchial dostum waved his shock troops into the empty corridor. They slowly worked their way down the hall, their stony faces scanning every nook and cranny. A blur moved past them, drawing their attention to the dostum, who promptly fell, his armor...
Taima and Manahay stood again at their western perch of the hilltop overlooking the prairie lands that spread out as far as the horizons. The sky appeared endless. "I don't like it when you are right," Manahay said in a soft voice. "They may be tens of leagues, may be even a hundred leagues away and in the vastness of it all, we could pass by them, never realizing how close we were." Taima grunted. "The land isn't entirely flat; there are features that we should be able to follow. Do...
Previously, on “The Amazing Miss Marvel”: After pursuing Dr. Evil around the Universe and defeating his goons trying to defuse his plan to destroy the fabric of reality, Miss Marvel uses the powers of her Tattoo of Knowledge to discover the Doctor’s secret lair and pays him a visit.“Freeze, Dr. Evil! Your plan is over. Surrender or face the consequences!”. Stated Miss Marvel after entering the Doctor’s Lab.“You are a fool, Miss Marvel! Don’t you understand I needed you to come to my lab so I...
Amy 5: Komori Sisters United Against Evil! by Amy Komori The original characters and plot of this story are the property of the author. No infringement of pre-existing copyright is intended. This story is copyright (c) 2010 Amy Komori. All rights reserved. Chapter One: The (Stupid) People's Court I still did not skate, not even on weekends. Not because I was afraid of Patrick or Mike or Little Josh. I was. People just had other plans for me. And by "people," I mean the...
The Nature of Evil Author Note 1: This story is intended to be a horror story. Bad things will happen to good people as the nature of evil is explored. This story contains adult themes, violence, rape, betrayal, and sex. It is a "Dark" story. If this sort of thing isn't to your taste then skip this tale, if it is read on. Author Note 2: I'd like to say thank you to BobH and Eric for reading this in draft and giving me suggestions and advice. ...
Chapter 8 - Battle between Good and Evil "...true evil needs no reason to exist, it simply is and feeds upon itself." E.A. Bucchianeri The room was momentarily quiet except for the drumming of a strong tattoo of rain on the roof of the abandoned warehouse. Jess Falk sat unconscious, lost in a wonderful dream. He was wrestling with his 10- year-old son in their front yard. Then the pain started again. Being tied securely to the metal chair, there was nothing Jess could do...
Ethan J. Morrison was a 40 year old loser with an ugly mug, stocky build and an obnoxious self entitled attitude. Everywhere he went and everything he did was an insult to normal society, leaving him with no friends, plenty of enemies and a lot of angry faces wherever he decides to go. He lies, steals, cheats and molests his way to shameless self gratification, behavior that had recently sent him to jail for a great deal of time. Lucky enough to survive the ordeal of being behind bars, he was...
FantasyAuthor's Note: Title of the story is working title and might be subject to change once I think of something less generic. Most of my posts will be subject to editing at a later date. Not satisfied with what I have currently. In a crash of blinding red light, you awoke. Standing majestically upon the altar that once housed the arcane prison that suspended you in time, your eyes adjusted to the sight of the familiar gloomy chamber around you. It was the place where those impudent brats had...
FantasyOur first conversation occurred at Doc Disorder's, the neighborhood bar. I stepped in just like I did every day after work. Only this time, I saw a strange face -- a really adorable brunette with hypnotic dark brown eyes. She also looked like she just came from work. She wore a short black jacket and a slightly above-the-knee black skirt. Black nylons and pumps completed the ensemble. She eyed me from across the bar and motioned me with her flashing brown eyes to sit next to her. She was...
My Little Girl is Evil This all began with a story, "My Little Girl is Responsible" followed by "My Little Girl is a Pervert", "My Little Girl is Impregnated" and most recently, "My Little Girl is a Pimp". As you can tell, "My Little Girl" is a very bad young woman who after catching me in an affair has made life a living hell! A sexy, vivacious and erotic hell!!!!Then a couple of days after "Pimp" happened, this occured!!!My Little Girl is Evil ======================================== I had...
Father Thomas sat in the small cubicle of the confessional, listening to the confession of the lovely Miss Diane Beinert. As Diane had been a member of the church from her youth, Father Thomas had watched the pretty little girl turn into a most beautiful young woman. Now a lovely young woman, at age 22, with long red hair and porcelain white skin. Father Thomas could picture the lovely woman who stood only at 5'3", whom he towered over in his 6' frame.Never had any woman given Father Thomas a...