When my fingers hit the keys,I never know what is about to emerge from the grey matter of my brain.
The parting of moistened lips from being thoroughly kissed is so visually stimulating, that secreted parts that are covered from.
Hello my fire starters. I hope all of you are keeping that fire burning. I wanted to give you all.
The coffin door opens with the rusted squeak sounding her awakening. Yes Abella has fully recovered to be greeted by.
Hello everyone and do I have a “have your lost your mind” incident. Today I had an errand to run.
Waking up on the cold ground with a centipede crawling across his face Adorjan woke up with a start. Slightly.
I Am Sick. Sorry for delays in Wicked Wednesday and The call of the Dhampir. I will return. Promise
Abella never felt her heart beat. Normally if it did beat at all it was slow and non audible to.
The day was never kind to the dead and it will never be. Makalo fought against his infernal desire to.
Not every night has clear skies and a bright moon. No, not every night,especially not tonight. Adorjan had waken to.
Makalo felt the shift in the house when Abella returned. He was in his library sitting on his ninetieth century.