Drawing Conclusions
The end of the year was drawing closed. Finals panic was sweeping all across campus. I had certainly gotten swept up in it. Both James and I had taken a larger than normal workload this semester, and it was coming back to bite us. Our game consoles...
For Me It Was Tuesday
My phone chimed one AM through my earbuds, cutting through "battle for everyone's souls." Under normal circumstances I'd have been irked by the interruption. Shoji Meguro's soundtracks were immersive experiences, and even small interruptions required...
Consequences
Afterglow... it was a concept I'd heard a lot about, read a lot about, but never really experienced. ,Most of, well ALL, of the sex I'd had had concluded with the awkward "get dressed and try and leave ASAP" kind of ending. At least until last night....
Candy Wrappers
Max woke up to the smell of bedsheets permeated with musk, sweat, and cum. The dingo lay in bed for about twenty minutes, not doing much of anything as he watched the clock turn closer to six in the morning. His ears twitched, but he didn't hear...
Trapped in a Box
I liked an empty house. Parents at work, brothers gone. No one breathing down my neck. Of course, that killed my productivity. I should have be looking for grad school options, internships, or something more productive than hashing out Abyss mode on...
The Coffin: Part 1
Marcus sighed. Here he was... it was known only as The Coffin. Well, it was a coffin. Who knows how many adventurers had made this forsaken pit their final resting place? The wolf sat shirtless in front of his small bonfire, brooding into the tongues...
The Coffin: Part 8
Marcus took each step of the steep spiral staircase at a rapid pace. The weight of Nimbus on his back actually aided his speed, counterbalancing him during his swift descent. His eyes itched, and his heart was beating faster than normal. He should've...
Dark Whispers
Crisp was awake, but he was having a lie in. It was a Saturday, so why should he be up early? Cairo was up and about already. He'd probably gone down to the gym or something. Crisp wasn't sure whether his master had always been this keen on fitness or...
The Coffin: Part 4
Throb... Throb... Throb... Marcus took each step at a measured, careful pace, each footfall causing his broken arm to twinge in pain. The spiral staircase that lead away from the treasure room was as steep as a mountain and so tightly wound that it...
The Coffin: Part 7
Marcus only vaguely remembered returning to Astari's prison. It was mostly a sense of profound exhaustion than physical pain. His haze was punctuated by the shattering of crystal, a warm blue glow, and a sense of soothing respite. The wolf took his...
An Exert from the Crimson Veil
The smell of rot, smoke, sewage, decay, and something more indistinct that one could only describe as the smell of poverty, filled the air. Angry shouts, the pleading of panhandlers, and the coughs of the sick mingled with the malodorous air to make...
The Coffin: Part 3
Marcus awoke, still sore, his arm sending sharp twinges through his whole body. He blinked blearily. So it certainly wasn't a dream, as Astari was alert as he sat on his podium. "Good morning," groaned Marcus, rolling his left shoulder to coax the...