Nocturne, Part One
"Something tells me you don't know what you're doing." Daumon sighed as his mate casually watched him from his seat on the counter, playfully kicking his legs and humming to himself as the red dragon mixed herbs in a bowl. "I know what I'm doing,...
What We've Written
There is a power in the written word, A beauty lost in time and veiled from sight, The voice of art still struggling to be heard. The mating of the ink and page have lurred, My passion out of hiding from the light, There is a power in the written...
That Friday
A sigh of relief escaped Aaron's throat as the bell rang, liberating the students from class. It took him little more than three seconds to have everything back in his backpack and slung over his shoulder. His first week was over, and now he had the...
Benedictus: Sinner's Sanctum
**Warning! The following fictional story contains erotic/sexual scenes between an adult and a minor in a fictional environment. The author does not condone these acts in real life in any way, shape or...
Benedictus - Rite of Passage
The morning sun shed it's first beams on Magnus' fur, warming the young wolf as he stepped onto the steps of the Si'ira Chapterhouse. At age twelve he'd been accepted as an Initiate to serve in the Clergy of Tloska, and part of him wasn't sure how he...
I Need a Hug
I need a hug. I need someone to hold me and tell me I'm enough. I need to feel. I need someone to love me despite what I am. No one's around to share the love, When all I need, is a hug.
Sweet Silver
I cannot compare you to stars above, For your light glistens more than they. I am not worthy to ask for your love, And as such, I wish my regrets away. Your beauty has enthralled me for so long, I cannot suppress the love that I feel. Despite...
Poet's Memoirs: Skyclad
On a shadowed night, such as this, I sometimes like to reminisce, And think of all the things I've said, What words I've wrote, what thoughts I've lead. I like to think I'll make my mark, I'd like to come out of the dark, But while these words...
Nocturne, Part Two
Daumon awoke to the warm caress of sunlight on his scales, the morning light bathing the cold, stone room in the ardent splendor of the dawning sun. Virith shifted in his sleep as the lights warmth fell upon him as well. Daumon smiled at his blissfully...
Midnight Reverie
A bitter cold wind blew from the north, howling between the towering trees as Nasu nervously strolled through the moonlit forest. A second gust tore into him, pulling down the hood of the grizzly bear's jacket and filling his ears with the agonized...
The Moon
If you're told that you're not worthy, Or even that you're damned, Just look up at the moon, And take her outstretched hand. If you're ever falling deeper, Into a nightmare steep, Just look up at the moon, She'll guard you while you...