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Magic Academy

Magic Academy

Out of a young woman’s ambition comes a love triangle that could destroy more than her heart. Firia is smart, ambitious, and a natural in magic. She's also a human, and thought to be a weaker spellcaster than the elves. She needs an edge to be accepted into the...

Brutal Passions

Brutal Passions

Ruki's on her first adventure of her very own, seeking out greatness and tales worthy of song. She thirsts for glory, and when she stumbles upon a pretty young man in the wreckage of a caravan, it's the beginning of the biggest challenge in her life. Can she save him?...

Her Master’s Madness

Her Master’s Madness

Lhea is an innocent fae, dancing to twisted music in the deep of the forest. When the trap is sprung and she wakes up, prisoner to a dark elf, she realizes true fear. But he opens something up in her, something new, and with just a bit more patience… Mature Content...

Blurred Lines

Sin'Thol smiled happily, stretching and lifting her robe over her head, grabbing a tiny, green top from her bag and tossing it on over her head. "Glad to be back here?" she smiled at Gorth, as he smiled down on her, stretching his shoulders and chest, "Oh yes…...

Zul’Aman

Zul'Aman was quiet and dark, a relaxing and eerily vacant area with Troll architecture. Sin'Thol had noted the place earlier in the day when they were training, and planned on bringing her pet Orc back there at dusk to punish him for the past errors he had committed....

Punishment

Jumwa’s heavy arm swung backwards, his eyes narrowed furiously as the back of his hand connected with Anjasa’s jaw, sending her flying back, a loud thud resonating through the bedroom as she struck the floor. She blinked a few tears away, scrambling backwards on her...

A Night of the Arts

A plush, red couch adorned in silver with tiny tasseled pillows sat in the middle of the large, dark room. The windows were high and the silver moonlight poked through the leafy trees, casting an eerie glow on the nearly bare room. The couch was of elven design, of...

Things Couples Do

"What about her?" the Troll asked his tiny, elven companion, who responded by quirking a brow and sticking out her tongue. "Are you serious? Look at her! Hardly attractive at all," she pouted, staring up at his outlined form. The two stood, stealthed and hiding in the...

Their Place

Gorth bathed in the river near Zul'Aman, scrubbing himself with soap he had bought earlier in the day as Sin'Thol stared up at the sky, leaning back on her hands. She was average height and size for an elf, with stained red lips and grey soot covering her eyelids. Her...

The Jail

Trigger Warning Kaesa, a.k.a. Sunia Frostwhisper, growled angrily, rubbing the developing bruise on the side of her head. She was naked, on a cold rock floor but for a centaur rug, a tiny mattress beside her, no blankets or pillows to be found. The tiny elf looked...

Zijil Meets Celesten

She backed away. The young elf Celesten was obviously startled, though it was to be her first time meeting the mysterious man of her dreams, she had never imagined he would be this different. “Z-Zijil... Is that you?” She reverted to her native tongue of Darnassian...

A Play

Andulin examined herself in the mirror: the tall Sin'dorei was thin and pale, soft and unblemished. Her wide almond shaped eyes scanned over her form, inspecting herself as she finished putting her long blond hair back up into a pony tail. Crouching down, she pulled...

Gratitude

A faint odour of a sweet smoke lingered in the air of the lavish hotel room. A large, plush bed, crimson trimmed with gold, stood in the middle, covered in rich purple pillows. The room was comfortably furnished with bed stands and a couch against a wall. The windows...

Gifts of All Sorts

The small tattoo and piercing parlor in the depths of the drag was shut tight. Front door closed and by all appearances vacant and closed. In the back room, however, moved the proprietor. A medium height Darkspear, aqua-green in skin tone, with long, soft flowing...

Our Illustrious Leader

The succession crisis is over. That was the large gray haired troll thought as he reached into an open side drawer of his large, brown-wooden desk. Jumwa pulled out a long black cigarette from the silver case there, holding it between his index and middle finger....

The Wolf

Gorth was no longer the wild beast that the tiny elven girl, Sin'Thol, had tamed. No longer the grunting beast, he had become more to her than protection and a way to fulfill her bazaar physical desires. He had become a friend to her, someone she could take care of...

The Meeting

A crazed orc ran snarling through the bushes in the inky darkness of Tirisfal Glades. Dressed only in a pair of tattered pants, Gorth sped with all the strength in his stocky legs, still fleeing the guards who had long since stopped following. His entire body was...