Updated 2/16/24 Hello, dear friends! I’m very excited to announce that my platform for hosting my original fiction is officially live on Patreon! –>Read the first part of my debut novel La Gorgona here! I hope you’ll consider joining as a paid member to support me in my dream of becoming a full-time, original fiction
The Pact Side-Stories: The Centipede Hunt, Part 2
After about a half hour of wandering down the path, Shin realized that wherever they were, it was nowhere near the centipedes’ lair. He didn’t really recognize this part of forest at all. Even stretching his spiritual senses—his ‘reiki radar’ as he and his mom liked to call it—he didn’t pick up on any useful
Bane of Blood: La Gorgona, Part 64
Fernando woke the next morning naked and alone. He sat up stiffly from the rock. He pulled on his clothes and shoes which were mostly dry. His grandmother’s nightdress and warstaff were still laying there on the ground nearby him, but the woolen poncho was not. Outside on the bluff, the rain and wind had
The Pact Side-Stories: The Centipede Hunt, Part 1
A short way into the forest, the little ponytailed ninja-girl threw a few sharp glances around at the trees and said bossily, “So, where are they—those ‘bruiser’ centipede youkai you were bragging about?” Crossing his arms behind his head, Shin side-eyed her. Bossy or not, she was pretty cute. Tomboyish and a little snub-nosed, maybe,
The Gordian Knot II (Explicit)
And now, Hirokin thought with a twitch of lip, as he traded the deadly company of his liege lord for that of his mad wife, for the hard part. But, as usual, as much as he was dreading this confrontation, Hirokin was anticipating it as well—a conundrum, indeed. As he mounted his dragoness Ohana and
Bane of Blood: La Gorgona, Part 63
Bitterly, Fernando turned away from the fallen shack, in pursuit of his grandmother. The flashlight’s wavering beam proved next to useless, scattering wanly in the turbulence of the downpour. Attempting to follow his grandmother’s tracks proved vain from the outset. Whatever shallow depressions her doe feet had left in the mud had been swept away
Bane of Blood: La Gorgona, Part 62
Fernando woke with a start. His heart hammered wildly. He was damp with sweat, feverishly hot. Horribly and painfully aroused. Furiously ashamed. His hand stung, sliced open by an icon fallen from the shelf above his cot. The walls groaned, creaking. Shaking perilously under the strain of remaining upright against the stormwinds that assailed them.
Traveling this week
Hey y’all – just a quick note that I’ll be traveling this week (it’s my FIL’s 90th birthday!), so don’t expect any story updates here on the blog. As always, regular MWF updates will continue on Patreon, so check it out if you’re interested to see what I have cooking on the original fiction front
A personal journey
Hello, friends 🙂 It’s been a while since I’ve done a blog post on this blog, so here we are. To tell you the truth, I feel like I’ve spent the past several years in a whirlwind, and have finally come out on the other side. And that has been an adjustment in itself. It’s
SessKag Series: The Pact, Part 185
“Someone to protect,” Kagome said, with a wistful smile. She glanced toward Inuyasha, whose back was still turned. His head was bowed, his ears slightly dipped. She opened her mouth again to call him back from his ruminations, when a girl’s high, bright voice beat her to it, calling out from the edge of the
Bane of Blood: La Gorgona, Part 61 (Explicit)
In this dream of himself as a child, Fernando’s mother lifted one coffee-colored leg. She braced her foot on the edge of the vanity to paint her toes. Her dressing robe tented as she did this—a makeshift fort which no little boy could resist. He crawled under her chair, under her pitched-up skirt. She was naked