Steampunk Novels & Stories

The first figure materialized out of a swirl of brimstone—tall, pale, and haunting. Aron, the vampire, moved with impossible silence, his eyes latched onto Eve's throat, his lips drawing back to reveal fangs. "You're not from here, pretty pet," he murmured, circling her like a vulture. Alexander, the incubus prince, descended from the sky like a dark feather, his eyes smoldering as he inhaled her scent. "But you will be," he added. Alexander brushed the back of his fingers over the breast of her dress, her nipple hardening as it reacted to his hand.

Eragon Question "The story is a long one. Over a century ago, demons that prey on humans suddenly appeared from the dungeons. Their overwhelming strength especially the night fury. A black 700 feet towering humanoid creature with eyes and skulled face almost a replica of black death. That night fury and a medium humanoid demon army invaded and humans fought. The kingdom of Qin, zong ,England, Netherlands, and other kingdoms fought a long history of the war for the vast main land of eart. however it halted and form a united Alliance to fight this monster but their overwhelming strength quickly pushed humanity to the brink of extinction. The surviving humans constructed wall cities and every c

I add and he laughs, a deep throaty one that seems to stem all the way from his belly. “Sadly you’ve described the wrong person,maybe a lot of women you meet in your line of work call that a lifestyle but I prefer buying old culinary books, diving into the pool, going through the ease of knowing that if I wanted to change my hair I could simply straighten it out, what lady doesn’t like a manicure and pedicure? Talking about which cafe has the best pastries and sipping coffee…wine is for clubbing or breakups.” I retort and he laughs.

“They were out too far…for a reason. “Rodin says. Slowly, Rodin lifts his fingertips from the puddle. The blood drips back into the pool. The blood is thick almost like sludge and smells like rotten meat when it's cooked. Rodin flings the blood on the teal grass which cleans the shine on his armor. Rodin stands and he starts to walk to the tent with the flag. Varick looks over the pile. On his side is a satchel, he reaches in this compartment to pull out a book. The book’s title: “Book of The Blight.” Carefully, he sets his wolf helm down on a clean spot among the forest. The plate head sparks with pink electricity, causing the headpiece to slightly hover along with the grassy blade tips. Va

Every time a gust of wind threatened to tear the crystalline lattice apart, I had to pulse my own resonance through the deck, acting as a living weld. ​It was an exhausting, agonizing process. My soul felt like it was being stretched thin, a single thread of diamond-white light trying to hold back a hurricane. The iridescent patterns in my vision were frantic, spinning so fast that the world was a kaleidoscope of red and gray. Through the haze, I could see the ruins of the Iron City. It was the skeletal remains of a civilization that had traded its spirit for steam and steel. Massive, toppled towers lay across the landscape like the ribs of a fallen colossus, and the ground was a patchwork o

Below, at the base of the cliffs, the North had deployed their new weapon: Steam-Siphons. They looked like gargantuan, brass-lunged beasts, anchored to the ground by thick silver chains. They roared with a mechanical fury, pumping super-heated, Rot-infused steam directly at my barrier. The ice wasn't just melting; it was being corrupted, turning into a grey, oily sludge that slid down the mountainside like a dying lung.

CONTENT: Solo masturbation, cumming, squirting, licking, boobs, wet, teasing. CHAPTER 1 It was a beautiful fall day. Unseasonably cool at 35 degrees, but perfect for the chore that awaited me. The local Salvation Army had put out a most needed list in the paper, and I knew we had a lot of those things collecting dust in the attic. Also, in three days, the city workers would be in our neighborhood for the fall pick up. They would come by in their big trucks and collect just about anything you put on the curb and haul it to the landfill. I had been putting off cleaning out the attic for about 3 years now.

, they said amused. Ralph nodded, "Steampunk; a merging of Victorian Europe with the future", he defined briefly, and then as they both looked around, "It's four in the evening; did you have work around this area?" he asked curiously. "No", Xhe answered, "I was on my way into school", they stated pointing at the large building upon which steps they stood. "Huh?" he answered looking up at the large building, "This is a school", he noted, "I would never have guessed", he stated bemused.

Dylan demanded answers and Charles took a deep breath before looking him in the eye. “The juggernauts used to be the only fully human town we created in this world. It wasn’t long before they began to favour machines and gears. One day they started researching ways of upgrading themselves in a painless but beneficial manner. It somehow worked and they became the juggernauts. A fully cyborg, steampunk style town where they can look human if they choose to. There is no one better to help Noah now.” Charles explained.