Chapter 3.18 – Deep Trouble

The tour bus hadn’t made it five miles from Windenburg before it had conked out again. Caustic had flat-out refused to spend yet another night on a bus with no electricity and, after the dismal turnout of last night’s gig, he wasn’t about to perform another in this dead-end corner of the world. A guyContinue reading “Chapter 3.18 – Deep Trouble”

Chapter 3.17 – Fires of Hell

How did this whole thing get worse each time? Wyatt had suffered this presentation multiple times over the years; every time his mum got a whiff of him having any interest in anyone or hearing through the grapevine that he’d got himself a new squeeze, out came The Chart. He could reel off, verbatim, everyContinue reading “Chapter 3.17 – Fires of Hell”

Chapter 3.14 – Useless?

Seth shifted and felt the too-tight fabric strain across his thighs as he moved. His folding pocket knife, the only one that he could fit in the dainty, largely decorative pockets of his jeans, had wedged itself under his hip bone and no amount of subtle repositioning would fix it. No, he wasn’t comfortable, butContinue reading “Chapter 3.14 – Useless?”

Chapter 2.54 – The Demonic Bitch

Welcome to the end of book two. If you survive this, I swear – it gets better. Warning: Non-consent, suicidal sim, violence, child abuse, blood, ritual humiliation. A little while after sunset, I sat under the tree on the hill where we’d first met, and gazed up at the colour-changing clouds as the light beganContinue reading “Chapter 2.54 – The Demonic Bitch”

Chapter 2.53 – The Devil Himself

Note: NSFW-ish, briefly. At the sound of her father’s voice across the courtyard, we both jumped like we’d been burned, but as I made to pull back, Angeline clamped her thighs tighter around me, locked her ankles behind my back. Her fingers tangled in my hair, she held me firmly in place. “I didn’t sayContinue reading “Chapter 2.53 – The Devil Himself”

Chapter 2.18 – Nobody Died

It was a mere hour before sunrise and there was still no sign of them. Seth wouldn’t say he was worried, particularly. All right, the three girls had low sun resistance, but his trespass into her head had confirmed that the squeaky stray was more than capable of finding shelter for them, of looking afterContinue reading “Chapter 2.18 – Nobody Died”

Chapter 1.16 – Vampiric Allure

Melinda awoke to the sound of something soft and heavy being dragged down the stairs and across the room. She stirred and blinked at sun. Oh, she felt rough. It took her a while to focus on the image before her. Faith and April had just about managed to drag Will to a seat atContinue reading “Chapter 1.16 – Vampiric Allure”