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The Sexorcist: Beginnings

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NOTE: All characters in this story are 18 years old or older.

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Billy scanned through the poorly sorted book titles, letting his finger drag along the spines as he whistled to himself. “Hmmm… Silvio’s Ultimate Kitchen Cookbook… Familiar As An Apple, Strange As An Orange… Textiles During The Third Reich...” He stopped and his eyes widened upon seeing the last book. Libro Demoni et Tenebrae. “Oh sick!” His face widened with delight. “Fucking awesome demons and shit!”

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Sexorcist

By Kingmaker

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Sally extended her arms as wide as possible and fell back on her bed. It had been so long. It seemed just yesterday she left home and now… it was as familiar as an old shoe. The drive down had been long, and even now, she could hear her little sister, giggling downstairs as her mom pulled out plates for dinner.

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Assimilation

By Kingmaker

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Lya checked her perimeters and cursed when the flashlight attachment underneath her pulse rifle flickered out. The sun was setting, the daytime visibility abysmal with the air chock full of plant spores.

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Seductrix

By Kingmaker

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NOTE: All characters are at least age 18. Inspired by a back to back viewing session of Slither and Terminator.

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Amanda read her book in silence by the warm orange light of dusk. Her back against a tree, she did not see the curious way the leaves behind her swirled up off the ground like helixes of green. But she did sense something.

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Witchfall

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Out of the harsh and blinding blizzards of the East, tread three heroes, their tired and bedraggled bodies evidences of their trials and tribulations, silhouetted against the low winter sun. Against all odds, this unlikely band of heroes did what no other group of adventurers had done before: slay the evil witch. Eight had set out on this mythic quest. Three returned. This is their tale…

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Melehan and Morvith

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Melehan and Morvith, vile brothers of vile seed, born of the wicked sorceress queen Morgana and her consort, they are as feared as they are famed. One has the gift of murderous cunning, the other gift of being cunningly murderous. Before they were kings they were kin, sent down two separate roads by their mother, one quest for death making, the other for soul taking…

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Empire of the Black Moon

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It had been 50 years since the vile witch Morgana usurped the throne and the kingdom from the rightful king, masterminding a reign of terror and madness that had not been equaled since King Arthur waged war with his own mad son. As her power and treachery poisoned the land, so too did hope and defiance bloom in equal measure. Like all blooms, however bright, there came a time to wilt. This is such a tale, of black roses and their thorns…

Parisa’s sore feet walked along crumbled stone. Every day she woke it was if the previous day of torment had been forgotten, making each pain as fresh and strange as the first. She limped with her chained procession and looked around. Nothing but a sea of humanity before and behind her.

 

 

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