Tigress
Jestin, in need of a vacation, takes a break to the mountains where strange events send him exploring the woods. What he finds changes his life forever.
Talons
It’s an ordinary day when Meg gets scooped up by a creature. She awakes in her own bed believing it was only a dream, until she finds puncture marks under her arms. In fear that she’s been injected with a virus, she flees to solve the mystery — finding much more.
This book is meant for mature audiences 18 and above.
From Tigress
He scrambled off his porch and through the woods, nearly tripping in the snow. Once he reached the tree line, he slowed and moved through the woods. Steam rising from the earth caught his attention and a woman, almost white as the snow and buck naked, stood before him. She was tiny, with breasts no larger than biscuits, and an oval face. Her blonde hair hung in curls around her shoulders and her eyes were a deep violet. The steam wasn't rising from the snow, but from her.
He took a step towards the woman. "Are you real?" he asked, more to himself.
She answered, "I am. Come." Her voice pulled him further towards her. He felt caught in the middle of reality and a dream.
"Pinch me," he demanded.
She moved toward him, her heat making him sweat inside his coat and he felt his cock rise inside his pants. Gently, she touched his arm and pinched a small piece of his cheek between her fingers.
The warmth of her hands tingled against his flesh, sending waves of desire through his body and a feeling of his face on fire when she let go.
"Ouch," he said.
She giggled. "You aren't dreaming."
A gun shot rang through the air and Jestin turned to see Hank standing a few feet away. "What are you doing out here?" he asked.
Jestin turned back towards the woman and she was gone. Vanished. "I was... I thought I saw something here in the woods."
He took a step towards the woman. "Are you real?" he asked, more to himself.
She answered, "I am. Come." Her voice pulled him further towards her. He felt caught in the middle of reality and a dream.
"Pinch me," he demanded.
She moved toward him, her heat making him sweat inside his coat and he felt his cock rise inside his pants. Gently, she touched his arm and pinched a small piece of his cheek between her fingers.
The warmth of her hands tingled against his flesh, sending waves of desire through his body and a feeling of his face on fire when she let go.
"Ouch," he said.
She giggled. "You aren't dreaming."
A gun shot rang through the air and Jestin turned to see Hank standing a few feet away. "What are you doing out here?" he asked.
Jestin turned back towards the woman and she was gone. Vanished. "I was... I thought I saw something here in the woods."
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The post is lovely! Thank you so much!
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