Chapter 3

Jim woke slowly, wrapped in a warmth he hadn’t felt in decades. His limbs were heavy with sleep, his mind still floating in that soft, dreamy place where nothing hurt and nothing worried him. He hadn’t woken up to pee at 3 AM. He hadn’t woken up at all.

Then he shifted, and froze. The mattress beneath him was cold. His stomach dropped.
No. Not again.

Orphan Petal

January 2024 - Part 1

Things are about to change in Shirleys life

For two thousand years, demons and humans waged war against each other. Twenty-five years ago, that all changed. Now two demon princesses must navigate a world that's been forever altered - and yet they'll soon find that far too much of it remains the same.

This is the story of Mikaela, and Charlotte, twin princesses (born to the protagonists of Demon Queened), forced to become adventurers as a rite of passage. In theory, it'll be easy! They're literally demi-gods after all. It's not like anything can hurt them... but will it really be so simple for two pampered princesses to live the life of adventurers?

From prejudiced humans to old demonic grudges, hidden villages, romance and potential heartbreak, the girls will soon find that there's a lot more to life than they realized.

This is a sequel to Demon Queened, but I'll do my best to make sure you don't need to read the original to make sense of it. I still recommend the original - it was a good series, in my opinion! - but reading it shouldn't be a necessity.

Your Love is Kind

Sung to the tune of Chanson d'Amour by Gabriel Faure.

Your love is kind, Your love is true.
Love is not boastful and not haughty
Your love is kind, It guides my travels,
It leads my path to all your children.

You see my pain. When I defy you,
love can heal me and make me whole.
Love does not boast, It cares for all.
It endures all of our despair.

Life Passed

A Transgender Paranormal Fantasy

From the Paranormal Visitor Universe

Chapter Twenty: Alone in the Darkness

By Sasha Zarya Nexus

What will be the aftermath of the absence of Helen after her attempt?
What does it mean that as the night fully engulfed them that points of light were appearing all over Cedar Hollow?

Copyright 2008, 2025 by Sasha Zarya Nexus.
All Rights Reserved.

Chapter 5

The day after they arrived home, the Randalls were sitting at the kitchen table after breakfast. Willow sipped her tea and smiled.

“It was nice for Mac to give us the Watford shed. I’m not certain that we’ll have a magnificent recording studio, though. I’ve been trying to remember the times we’ve been there, and it didn’t seem that big.”

The Mine Shaft:
Jessie shakes her ass while dancing around on stage in her leather corset, garter belt, leather panties, stockings, and thigh-high laced-up leather boots with four-inch heels. The song she was belting out was written by another member of the band. Her long, neon-purple straight hair swirled around her head each time she twirled.

Matty Caff AI Comic Fantasies: These are independent stand alone AI and Face Swap created comics of fantasy and some personal experience. I use my face in every comic.

Chapter 4

Willow got the two bands together in one of the function rooms after breakfast.

“I have some news that will please you. I received a phone call from Rufus, our manager, this morning. As of yesterday afternoon, he has made a deal with the manager of ‘Enlightened’ to be their manager outside of Australasia, as your manager doesn’t normally work outside of Australia and New Zealand.”

Samantha and her friends looked puzzled.

“What does this mean for us, practically?”

Timesharing
A Short Story from an Idea by Erin
By Maryanne Peters

“How good is this?” He had only just closed to door behind and cast around his first glance when he had to say the words out loud. It was as if Cherise was standing beside him, wearing something summery, and they were sharing this view. But she was not there. She was in the suitcase – and he could not wait to get her out.

January - London - Mark (as Angel)

The weeks blurred into each other like smudged lipstick.

Every morning, Mark got up, put on his gym kit, and ran laps around the canals, lungs burning, legs raw. If you looked past the stares from construction workers and the old women walking their dogs, it almost felt normal. Sweat, pain, the grind. He clung to it—routine was the only thing left that felt like his.

When billionaire financier Mark Steele opens an anonymous Christmas delivery—a rare First Folio containing a strange, shimmering parchment—his meticulously controlled life begins to unravel. Across the city, Angelique “Angel” Valentine, a sharp-tongued dancer with debts, secrets, and a crippled friend to protect, is blackmailed into entertaining a mysterious guest at a corporate Christmas party. Their worlds collide in a night of lust and deception—and by morning, Mark wakes up in Angel’s body, and Angel in his.

Trapped in a life of cheap wine, bruised knees, and rent arrears, Mark must learn to survive as the woman he once dismissed. Across town, Angel revels in her new power—money, muscle, and a Manhattan skyline at her feet. But as each struggles to master the other’s world, the lines between identity, class, and desire blur. Beneath the sex and glamour lies a simple question: when you strip away money, body, and name—what’s left of the self?

In the quiet heart of southwestern Wyoming, a small town clings to its small-town ways. But when a sudden boom brings big money and bigger secrets, what’s left of the town they thought they knew?

As usual, I want to than Malady for beta reading, and helping edit.
I'd also like to thank those who comment for their part in beta reading too! :-)
Chapter 17

For all the trouble he’d gone through, Fran decided to let Trey serve the warrant.

They stepped into the lobby of Spotless Solutions. Bill sat behind the receptionist desk, hunched over a clipboard. He glanced up—and his expression soured instantly.

“You again?” Bill asked, exasperated. “What have we done this time?”

His tone wasn’t curious. It was tired. Defensive. Like he’d been bracing for this moment since the last visit—and had finally run out of patience.

Trey didn’t flinch. He stepped forward, warrant in hand, and held it out. The silence stretched—just long enough to make Bill squirm.

By Iona Laing

Chapter Seventeen – Jessie is told she has to back off!”

(Jenna.)

Once Jacqui and Deborah had taken Julia off the ward, I closed the door to the side room.

Dr Hunstanton sat in front of Jess and studied her carefully.

Sometimes death isn't the end. Sometimes, people can come back with new lives and new powers. This is one of those times.

This is a serial story with litrpg and gamelit elements.

Dear Readers, Here is a new chapter. This novel is coming to a close. Before the story ends, what would you like to see? I would appreciate any feedback. Constructive criticism is important to me as I am rewriting this story. Thanks.

Chapter Twenty