Vampire Hunter Number Thirteen
It was another cool night in the Demon Realm of Wavedraw. Cries of lust and ecstasy echoed across the vast cityscape below the scenic purple sky. The forest on the outside was corrupted into different types of deformities. A normal person would flee at the sight of this debauchery, but for a person seeking adventure or a virgin desperate for love, it was a match made in heaven.
Valerie stood on one of the rooftops in the lower levels of the city. She had just finished her weekly spree of undergarment confiscation, and was now pondering what to do next. Her mother was currently in a heated debate with the governing administration at Nylund Castle, and she would likely use some of that pent up anger to berate her on a matter she deemed t…
Rekindling Old Flame
The night sky was dotted with glowing specks. The clouds streamed across the horizon. Drifting along those clouds was a small metal airship known as The Flying Duchess with crude sayings along its sides such as, "Vampires For Life!", "Undead Rule!", and "Living Suck!"
Staring out of one of the windows was Forjod who, along with his wife Rix, sat in a small, barely lit, cool-aired passenger cabin underneath the main command deck that reeked of wet paint. A lime green streak of paint ran across one side of the interior. Several of the seats held signs of wear and tear. Near the back of the cabin was a rack containing several parachutes. In the center of the cabin was two exit doors on either side, one of which had black spray painted wo…
Race Through The Jungle
Seeing that the two were about to fight, I squeeze as much of my body as I can against the wall. Both the Jho and the Indominus let out a battle cry and charge at each other. My eyes are shut, waiting for the inevitable pain. Their footsteps thunder throughout the hallway, but I don't feel anything touch me. I open my eyes and see the two opponents tearing at each other further down the hall.
Not in the mood to get raped by a brutal rape train or a murderous yandere, I book it out of there, rushing down a flight of stairs and out of the laboratory. Before I can ponder what to do next, I hear the roar of an engine and see a black pickup truck geared for off-road adventures explode out of the fauna, screeching to a halt inches from mowin…
Evening Run
Another evening in the demon realm city of Wavedraw. Much of the residents had already closed up shop in their homes, either peacefully asleep, making love to their significant other, or had made the unfortunate mistake of remaining in the taverns and bars well past the hours when the single mamono would begin husband hunting. The purple sky and the slender clouds highlighted the romantic feel. The street lights were just now coming to life once more, and every once in a while, several city patrols would stroll through the streets, ignoring their recommended sleep clock.
Despite the rather relaxing time, one house contained a man who was
constantly peering out of his window at the seemingly deserted
street in view. Thankfully, a law wa…
Purple Skies
First a yawn, then a loosening stretch. Mythria could feel the cool wet spot that rested on her forehead from an affectionate kiss by her husband Urrack, who had likely already gone off to the coal mine. The empty space of the right side of the bed held a hint of midnight labor sweat and alcohol. Hot water and soap couldn't get it all unfortunately.
She climbed out of bed and slid into her red morning robe, stepping out of the bedroom and into the hall, where she was greeted by an enticing scent that made her lick her lips with enthusiasm. She followed the scent downstairs, where she found her son Forjod laying out fluffy stacks of pancakes on the table. Forjod noticed the arrival and looked in her direction, smiling. "Morning Mom, Da…