Eroctic Novels & Stories

His three heads moved constantly—Alpha scanning high, Beta low, Gamma snapping at falling embers as though daring them to touch Ellie. The land shifted as they walked. Lava rivers dried in seconds, cooling into obsidian paths. Stone forests erupted from the floor—petrified trees clawing upward, each trunk carved with screaming faces that seemed to twist when Ellie wasn’t looking directly at them. Whispers slithered between the stone trees. Leave her. She is weak. You will fall together. Ellie’s throat tightened. “Ignore it,” she whispered, though the words stabbed deep. But Cerebus faltered. Beta’s ears flattened. Alpha snarled at the shadows. Gamma whined in confusion.

sneered Derick sarcastically with a small chuckle as a closing sentence. The silver-haired man sped off, leaving his brother and sister behind. Irina, Damien and Lucien were still reluctant to leave the battlefield where because of their actions, the land and trees around it were uprooted. Several large tree trunks fell on the ground, some went into several gaping holes in the ground. It's really not an interesting sight to behold. The pine and spruce forests have been partially transformed, at some point, into fields with gaping cracks in the ground.

A perfect circle of death, expanding inch by inch toward the tree line. Where the grey touched, the trees withered instantly. The flowers crumbled. The earth itself seemed to be dying. "What is that?" I whispered. "Necrosis," Marcus said. "Void rot. Heriberto is a Siphon now. He is an anti-life equation. His mere presence in this territory started a chain reaction." I watched a healthy oak tree at the edge of the drive turn white and crumble into dust in seconds. "It's a clock," I realized, horror dawning on me.

I had reached my apex and it was so intense that my eyes rolled back into my skull as the feeling of floating consumed me. The licking on my neck awakened me a short time later and I looked up at Eros smiling down at me. “You have my blood on your lips,” he commented and I quickly lifted my fingers to my mouth to wipe it off. “What happened?” “You experienced a la petite mort or the little death from your orgasm. It was a close one for me as well because I almost busted my nut in you. Luckily I pulled out in time and shot it on your belly,” he said with a smirk.

The magic tickled my skin as it moved further up my body. Erik placed kisses down my neck and began moving toward my breasts again. I moaned as he nipped me, the pain lasting seconds before it was replaced with waves of pleasure as he licked and kissed them. Erik lowered me, my feet resting on the soft pebbles beneath them. I looked up into his emerald orbs. The darker green swirled around them. His eyes filled with want and need for me, lust and desire pouring through our bond. A flat Boulder sat on the edge of the bank behind us. I slowly stepped back. Erik followed my every move, stepping toward me. The coldness of the rock pressed up against my back as I leaned onto it. Erik lifted me, g

Rather than the white eyeballs, this time they were black, and Brandy could sense the presence of something evil when she smirked. "Genua in conspectu tuo regina." They could hear her faint voice beneath the eerie sinister voice of the entity in control, as it spoke. Marcellus felt a sudden pull when his eyes shifted colors red veins popped out from his face. "Marcellus!" Lucille called out when she heard him grunt. "Argh!" He groaned before falling to his knees when his legs caved in. Lyra stared blankly into space with an eerie smile on her face, the strong wind threatened to rip the house apart as it shook on it's hinges.

“Telluride-“ She said as a smile formed on her lips. And that was when the things began to get real messy for them both. And if you would ask them, maybe a life restart button wouldn’t be so bad. ~ “Man identified from the Zurich residential as Michaelson James Stones, a father and a rural mechanic in the area-“ “it is uncertain as to the time whether or not this was a murder but it has been confirmed the use of flammables and gasoline” “who would want to kill this man, a decade old widower and who would have his daughter?” The reporters lips sealed before they parted again on this national broadcast and this time, it was Amy that was watching.

It was nearly empty, save for a few scattered tables, their metal legs rusted at the joints. Large sheets of paper, yellowed at the edges and curling from the moisture in the air, lay sprawled across the surfaces, marked with lines, symbols, and notes detailing plans for the mission ahead. Beneath our feet, the floor was wet in places, holding shallow pools of water. The dampness clung to our boots, seeping into the soles, making the ground feel colder than it should have been.

Far below the plains and valley of the Old Earth, by the moving fogs and dense brown grove full of red mangroves though it appeared above the Ngwal Ocean water level is Caliba, a slightly small land surrounded by huge rocks held on by tiny yet fragile-looking ones. It is what some people call today the Stone Age.

“Come on, let’s take a peak from afar. Nobody is gonna know.” Zadicus giggled, gesturing to them to go inside as they walked. They all stopped at the edge, on a fair distance there was a silver rock lying over an obsidian. “That’s Fiend Forgery.” Zadicus told them, pointing at the silver rock. “The silver one?” Persephone asked. “Yeah.” He nodded. “It looks pretty ordinary.” Kriss frowned, displeased at the sight.