Stolas Vore Novels & Stories

Stolas asked as he pulled away from the kiss, his thumbs stroking over her hip bones. “Only the friendly kind with him. You and Annie are it for me.” “Good.” Stolas said, leaning his forehead against hers as he dragged his hands up her sides. His thumb brushed over the swell of her breast as his other moved to cup her cheek. “For a minute, I was jealous.” “You don’t need to be, you are mine.” “I like that.” Stolas said as he pressed his lips to hers, his tongue moving along the seam of her lips as she moved her hands lower hooking her fingers into the loops of jeans.

Her words were a poignant reminder of the studio’s transformative power, turning pain into a shared experience and a catalyst for healing. Even Elian returned—this time with a small group of artists he now mentored. They called themselves “The Staymakers.” Their gift: a framed illustration of the fan, sunflower, and shelf… titled: “How We Learned to Belong.” The artwork was a visual representation of the studio’s nurturing environment, a place where individuals could find their place and grow together.

“I hate to admit it Stolas, but I need your help.” “Well, I’ll be, the all-knowing-Amun needs help from little old me? I never thought I’d see the day.” Stolas was a knowledge demon, so hiding anything would be a waste of everyone’s time. Coming to the bar, I had decided to use the one trick he would not expect, the truth.

She was still looking at the ground, refusing to make eye contact with anybody. I stood up abruptly and tapped my brother on the shoulder. He swung his head in my direction and waved his drink in my face with a wide grin. He smelled of alcohol and it irritated me. “I’ve had enough of your hospitality, Brother. My men and I leave for the North. Now.” “Now?” Stolas burst out laughing, mimicking my words. He choked a bit, coughing before he finally stopped. He cleared his throat and spoke, getting up on his feet but staggering slightly. “Vane, the feast has barely begun! We have dancers coming from the East, and—”