"I have to warn you, she's a bit of a handful." Glancing over his shoulder, the man in charge of this little slave auction operation warned his most recent customer. It had taken the breaking of three noses, one arm, a dislocated shoulder and a shattered kneecap to get this particular piece of merchandise ready ( Read more... )

Turning over, Sheena woke slowly from a deep sleep she really didn't want to abandon, but she had to--if she wanted to do things right.

She hadn't been feeling well for a while now, and of course, had blamed the weather changes for her condition. But no amount of hot soup and warm blankets had helped, and then, she suddenly realized that something ( Read more... )

"Fireball!" And he shot a fireball to render a trio of the undead to ashes, buying him time and a path to escape. "Ugh, there's too many of them!" Clutching his main weapon, the kendema, he ran ( Read more... )

Put on something nice and meet me on the roof.

That's all the note she found slipped under her door had on it--along with the time to meet. When she looked out into the hall, she didn't see anyone, or hear anyone moving away. She closed the door and leaned against it, debating what she should do. She didn't think someone who would want to do her ( Read more... )

When Yuan wakes up, he is aware that he is not in his room at Cair Paradisa. Nor is he in his house in Zelore ( Read more... )

The perpetrators were gone, but the carnage and chaos remained. There was blood everywhere in the hall--on the walls, the floor, the ceiling--a brighter contrast to the darker reds used in the hotel's decorations. Footprint trails of the drying liquid led to and from rooms, with no apparent rhyme or reason, or any consideration of the bodies strewn ( Read more... )

Sheena wandered about her rooms, feeling restless. Nothing she did--cooking, reading, cleaning, playing with her pup--alleviated the boredom she felt, and she sighed. Arms on her hips, she looked about the living room, wondering if she should rearrange the furniture. She shook her head almost immediately, knowing it would all just wind up right ( Read more... )

Slipping in and out of unconsciousness, Sheena didn't know how long she had been left hanging where she was--minutes, hours, even days could have passed, and she wouldn't have known. She did know that the maniac who had bound and gagged her had finally managed to push her past her pain tolerance, but she had still refused to scream or whimper--in ( Read more... )

It had started as a simple, innocent game of dice. Okay, considering where they were--not that simple (and not that innocent, either). Those dice were loaded with sexually-influenced directions--from the explicit to the vague--to get whoever was playing the game to the point where the dice weren't necessary anymore.

Which was where Sheena was right ( Read more... )

So what happened?

Today Naota woke up, surprisingly this time without some random stranger next to him that he swore he didn't fall asleep with the night before. And just like any morning, he wanted to go get himself a nice breakfast. And just as it was normal for this hotel to decide so, he became hopelessly lost. What annoyed him was the fact that ( Read more... )