Enthralled

I saw him for the first time walking the ancient wood where the priest said demons and fell spirits made their homes. They say the devil is skilled in deception, but to me he seemed an angel lit upon the earth. He stood in a fall of sunlight that slipped through a gap in the autumn leaves. I remember best his eyes. How sad and weary they seemed. For a moment, his eyes met mine, then he stepped back out of the sunlight. His dark skin blended with the shadows of the trees, and I saw no more.   A … Continue reading

Rebellion

This story started out as my response to Week 6 in the 30 Weeks of Kink questions that keep making the rounds. I expanded it and posted the full (unedited) story in the Goodreads BDSM Group discussion forum. Not something I had planned on sharing here, but life has delayed work on Innocents, part II, and I didn’t to go two months w/o a story. Hope you enjoy. TW: Stockholm syndrome (or something very similar) I stand over you. Restrained, helpless, and hooded, you don’t yet know I’m here, but you still fight. I hold a plate, the first food … Continue reading

Innocents, Part 1

This short serial takes place about 500 years before the start of Glamourhai. Falthro examined the kneeling human the guards had brought before him. He detected no sign of the evil lurking in the man’s soul, but evil always conceals itself well. Two of his victims were missing. Two children whose mutilated bodies hadn’t been found and who might still be alive. Their families had petitioned for Falthro’s help. Another fae could have used his glamour to compel truth. Unfortunately, Falthro had…limitations…most fae didn’t. He would need to resort to other methods. He seized the man’s chin, forcing his head … Continue reading

The Dragon

This story was inspired by my good friend Naga di Kandang and his wife/Mistress Jalan. Nia guides her horse around a twisted track in the mountains. Each step takes her farther from familiar territory and deeper into the lands of the dragons. It is a dangerous journey, but necessary. Coming around another turn, a valley suddenly opens up before her. The valley floor is a canvas of wild flowers, swathes of bright colors that delight the eye. The scent reaches even to the hills that formed the valley’s walls. But Nia sees none of this. A glint of red in … Continue reading

Salvage

ETA: Trigger warnings for transphobia. Aidohán, formerly Skerrie, was dragged before the new king. He had failed to overcome the young challenger, and lost his throne. Such was the way of the Skul Skerrie. What happened next was not. The new king–Aidohán never even learned his name–tore Aidohán’s seal skin from him and slashed it to pieces. Trapping him forever in human form. He had expected the king to turn on him next. Instead, the king turned his back, saying, “Leave him for salvage.” Aidohán screamed then. Screamed and fought with every ounce of strength left to him. But he … Continue reading

The Blood Mage’s Sacrifice

Sorry for the long delay, folks. Here you go. This beauty comes with trigger warnings for graphic violence, consent violation and object rape. Marc stared at the brand on his inner arm. The complex spiral of knotwork and teeth hadn’t been there the day before. He was nearly out of time. Giving up all his hopes of finding a willing sacrifice, the blood mage reached for his black phone book. He had three days to stop the demon from rising, and he needed a sacrifice now. So he’d take what was available. Cat was finishing up dinner when the phone … Continue reading

Novel Excerpt

Hey all, a few folks know I’ve got a femdom themed fantasy novel I’ve been working on. I’m currently in edits and hope to be releasing the book in late October/early November. Because I’ve been buried in edits I’ve fallen behind on my short stories. So since the novel kept me from finishing a story this month, I thought I’d share the first 3000 odd words of the novel. I hope you enjoy. Mattin filled the trader’s tankard before taking the empty plate back to the kitchen. His steps echoed in the inn’s near-empty common room. The dozen traders who … Continue reading

A Hole in the Pack

The pack gathered together at the end of a successful hunt. Flopping down to rest in a clearing, their bellies matched the curve of the full moon overhead. It had been a good hunt, a good night, a good month. They should have been relaxed and playful until the sun sent them on their way. But they weren’t. One of their number was missing. The hole in the pack was an ache that pulled at them. Instinctively a space had been left where he should be. At the kill, those below him in rank milled about uncertainly when it should … Continue reading

I Vant to Suck Your…

Marcus woke unexpectedly, groggy and disoriented. Even before he opened his eyes, he knew he had woken early. Even buried in the basement, he felt the sun’s weight, sapping his strength. A huge man with ebony skin was standing over him, holding a stake to his chest. Apparently, the ancient vampire mused, there were still things in the world he hadn’t seen. The man met Marcus’ eyes and froze. Marcus would have laughed if he could have moved that much. “Go on, hunter.” Speaking against the weight of the mid-day sun was like rolling boulders up hill, but then nothing … Continue reading

Fealty

Beloved, The baron, my husband, is dead. I am fighting to secure these lands and title in my own right as his widow. If you still feel as you once did, come to me now. I have need of you and your sword both. With all my love, Myrtle, Baroness Fireridge Eryk folded up the well-worn letter and tucked it away in his jerkin. Six months ago Baron Balmont of Cliffside had invited him to swear fealty and become one of Balmont’s knights. For the bastard son of the hated Black Baron it was a chance to belong and a … Continue reading