Paranormal Fantasies
A Promotional Collection of 14 Erotic Supernatural Stories
Compiled by Annabel Bastione and Brandy Corvin
KINDLE EDITION
Copyright © 2012 by the relevant authors
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Introduction
Are you interested in sizzling erotic stories with a paranormal twist? Vampires, werewolves, ghosts and demons suit your fancy? Do you want to get to know more popular erotica authors who write in the paranormal erotica subgenre? With 14 free stories in this promotional anthology, you'll get a pretty good start delving into the sexy realms of the unexplained!
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Table of Contents
Pack Pals in Treeing Some Cooch by Annabel Bastione
When the werewolf and his stepbrother Stefan enter the spooky forest intent on passing through, they did not count on meeting a hostile Dryad, Lillian who uses vines like tentacles! How far will they go as Lillian's 'plaything' so that she allows them to pass through the forest unharmed?
Fangs of Desire by Brandy Corvin
Feeling buzzed from all the cocktails she drank at the bar, Jessica gets picked up by a stranger handsome beyond her wildest dreams! Back at his place, he confesses before they do anything, that he's actually a... vampire? Now that she knows, will Jessica refuse her one-night stand, or is too tipsy to care? This is the first title in the 'Fangs of a Vampire' trilogy.
The Shadow of the Wolf by Adriana Rossi
Robert has just settled into a quiet, forest town to begin his career as a novelist. After a frightening encounter with a wolf, a handsome stranger appears at his door asking questions about his nasty bite.
Blood and Black Leather by Cassandra Court
It's hard to make a living as a professional vampire hunter these days, but Jen's not in it for the money! She's got her prey cornered, and she won't let him go until she's gotten exactly what she wants... and he's loving every second of it!
Fuck on the Wild Side by Jessi Bond
Fiction editor Matt Bartlett has a secret. Once a month, a strange fever takes him and leaves him crazed and sex-starved, no matter how much he gets. But what will happen when he goes into heat while trapped in his apartment with flighty novelist Jack Archer, bane of his existence? And what secrets is Jack hiding when the full moon comes around?
Howl by JJ Collins
As the alpha male of his werewolf pack, Malcolm is responsible for them -- including discipline. When a rogue omega male is captured, Malcolm's duty is to instruct him as to who the alpha is and put the errant were in his place. Sometimes, it's good to be the alpha.
Shared by Vampires by Layla Cole
When vampire Doms Jonathan and Eric get their hands on a new sub, they are eager to break her in. Rose made it through her first night with them, but will she be able to handle it when they take her for the first time?
Paradise by Lorelai Phoenix
Rescued from violence by a dark angel, Lilith is sequestered in a tower, safe from the evils of the world. She is drawn to the mysterious stranger, but can she overcome her fears to express her love to the man who saved her soul?
The Hunt by N.S. Charles
A battle with the fearsome denizens of the dead sees the warrior Dalin with a new charge, the beautiful Anessa, a maiden eager to please. But something just doesn’t seem right. When things begin to take a turn for the worse, can Dalin resist Anessa’s alluring, yet supernatural charm?
Letting Go by Polly J. Adams
She almost turned and left, but she couldn't. She was drawn to him. She had to be here. She had to join him. She couldn't let him go. Ever. Intensely passionate and erotic... a story of love, loss and sexual abandon, from the author of You and Easy As One, Two, Three.
Pack Initiation by Serena St. Claire
When Caleb, a new werewolf with no pack, helps rescue Alex from a bear attack, Alex offers to introduce him to the pack. But first, the alpha's need to make sure Caleb is really pack material.
Riding the Snake by Victoria Scarlett
Krana's village sends him up a mountain with an offering to their god. What they don't tell him is that HE is the offering.
The Werewolf Whisperer 1: Sit, Stay, Good Boy by Victorie Lazer
Mark is determined to get to the bottom of his boyfriend's dark secret, but when he decides to snoop and stumbles in on a growling werewolf, he realizes that secret was darker than he'd ever imagined! Fortunately, he's got a trick up his sleeve: He's a professional dog-trainer!
Cry of the Wolf by Vivian London
Alois is an innkeeper with a dark secret: he's a werewolf. He's managed to hide it from the rest of the village for years. But when a rogue werewolf kills a villager, it attracts the attention of the bounty hunter, Adlar, and threatens to expose Alois' secret.
However, Adlar has a secret of his own...
Pack Pals in Treeing Some Cooch
By
Annabel Bastione
Copyright © 2012 by Annabel Bastione
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The forest loomed over us, its presence an overshadowing power, as if we were merely worshippers to the trees that reached heavens above. I peered into it, trying to see beyond the few trees and thick undergrowth that concealed its secrets. My instincts telling me there was something dangerous lurking in it.
"You're sure this is the only way?" I asked.
"According to the map, yes," my stepbrother Stefan replied.
Damn, I cursed silently. We had just started out on our journey to find Stefan's father, my stepfather, Louis and lying ahead would be our first challenge. Granted it was Louis that first gave Stefan, and subsequently I, this great gift, this powerful curse that could help us overcome any adversary. But still, the lack of experience growing up in the world made me fearful of it and what was to lie ahead.
"Alright then, you ready?"
I nodded. We had no choice, and I was eager to see how my transformed body fared in new environments. I watched as Stefan took off his shirt, revealing a toned, muscular body riddled with scars from previous altercations. The scars did nothing but to make his body even more beautiful in my opinion. I took my shirt and dropped my provisions at one side.
Letting myself relax as my mind drew a blank, I let my animalistic instincts and urges take over me as I felt that strange, yet all too familiar feeling over transformation. Before I knew it, I held up my hands and saw the claws on my paws. I turned to Stefan, he too had transformed into the most handsome werewolf I had seen.
Granted, it was the middle of day, but we were always more like shape shifters than actual werewolves. We were still in control of ourselves, unlike our feral cousins that have lost all reason, h
iding in the wild and only transforming during a full moon. Like I said, they have lost control.
My senses told me that we were alone and that no one had seen us. Good. Werewolves were ostracized by the human community in general. I knew it firsthand, where my father participated in a hunting trip commissioned by the village chief to take down the werewolf. Sadly, it was my father that ended up being the prey.
I smirked at the thought, how ironic that the one creature my father spent his whole life fighting would end up being his own son?
"Ready?" Stefan grunted. Of course, to regular humans a werewolf's speak would seem at best, barking and at worse, a blood curdling howl. But since I gained the ability, I could understand the language of not just other werewolves, but the normal wolves clearly too.
"Yea," I howled as we both headed into the forest in quick, light steps. We were agile as hell, and had spent the first two years, when our village had yet to know our terrible secret, training and playing in the nearby woods. We climbed over fallen logs, ran through the treetop canopies, played extreme games of hide and seek and tag amongst other things. I can safely say I am thankful of those times because they helped me shape the agile me that I am today.
Running through the forest, Stefan climbed up a tree and began making his way through the treetops, using tree branches with masterful, light steps. Because I was tougher and better at combat, I, on the other hand, preferred to stick to the ground where Stefan could warn me of impending danger and I could fight whoever dared cross our paths.
The forest twisted and loomed. The dense undergrowth soon cut off the line of sight from each other. Even so, our enhanced senses still managed to let us track each other's position. You do not spend years training with someone as close to you as your stepbrother without having his scent firmly imprinted in your memory.
I heard a howl in the distance. I stopped, it was Stefan's voice. It was not his usual, confident, husky voice, but one of confusion, curiosity and even, a slight hint of terror. Strange, for him to signal for help like that, it must be something unexpectedly powerful. I barged my way through the undergrowth, following his scent and the direction of his voice.
Through the undergrowth, I could hardly see three feet in front of me, too much plant life in the way. But when I emerged into a clearing, the world suddenly seemed strange. I looked around, vines of poison ivy seemed to dominate the place, snaking its way up trees, forming the pavement on the ground. Strange, the way it moved, and at such an inhuman speed too, would make any being think that it was either magic or alive. I saw Stefan up ahead, standing there motionless.
"Stefan!" I howled.
He did not move, it was as if he did not even register my presence.
This was beyond strange. I approached with caution.
Apart from our entire environment, there was nothing strange about the place. My ears heard nothing unusual and my eyes detected nothing out of the ordinary. My nose sensed no other living being, only the increasing weird smell that reminded me plant-based poisons.
Wait, poison? My eyes widened at the realization as I frantically stopped myself from proceeding further.
I turned around and tried to get away as fast as possible, but suddenly found my body too heavy and weak to move. What was happening to me? Did the poison enter my system through the air? How can it react so fast?
My run turned into a stagger as my gait became awkward.
My stagger turned into a crawl as I could barely move my limps.
Before long, I found myself motionless, feeling like the weight of the world rested on my back. My poisoned muscles refused to work, yet my brain and senses were not affected. What a devious poison, I thought as I contemplated my doom at the first leg of my journey.
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What? I'm still alive?
I opened my eyes. My body still could not move, but I sensed a presence behind me. I would turn my head, but my neck muscles felt so tired and heavy any encouragement would lead to my body responding with waves of pain.
I sighed, whoever it was, especially a werewolf hunter, would kill for any opportunity to take down two werewolves just motionless in the forest alone, assuming Stefan was still in the same position behind me.
"Ahh! What is this! HELP!" I heard Stefan yowl.
My blood turned into ice as I heard him screaming. What exactly was the being behind me that could make the fearless Stefan cower in fear? I felt cold drops of sweat forming on my back, soaking into my fur.
"AHH! AHH!" Stefan continued yowling, and there was nothing I could do to help him.
"Not there! Not in my ass! HELP!" My eyes widened in shock. What in the world was the being doing to Stefan? Was… Was it raping a werewolf?
I cried, tears running down my yellow eyes, my black irises dilated with fear.
"Hey… Hey, it actually feels… Kinda good!" Stefan grunted.
I was in shock. I knew from young he was a bit bi-curious, but never did I expect him to say something like that, awakening his inner desires in the middle of a looming forest! I was overcome more by curiosity than by sadness and fear.
If Stefan could speak, could I?
"Stefan!" I howled, turns out I could. Haha! Yea!
"Stefan!" I howled again, louder this time, praying desperately for him to save me.
Behind me, I heard him apparently conversing with the being, "Yea, that's my stepbrother, please free him too."
My heart leapt, that's the Stefan I knew and loved! He had somehow overcome the paralyzing poison and would now save me like an older brother should!
Something started to slither all over my body. I felt it, but could not tell what it was, until I saw a vine of poison ivy move in front of me. Oh my goodness, I thought, is this really happening?
It slithered at first, before wrapping itself around my limbs. I would have resisted, but in this exceptional circumstance, I was thankful to be able to move once again when the ivy carried me up and turned me around.
My gaze fell up the most beautiful dryad I had ever seen. She had neck length, light blonde hair, a shapely, toned body with tenacious curves. Her face was radiant and the poison ivy surrounding her seemed to wrap her around her limbs to. If not for the few leaves and vines covering her important places, I would have probably have lost control and became a feral wolf already.
Most importantly, the poison ivy vines seemed to obey her every command. She could move freely, and with the flick of a finger, the ivy that suspended me in mid air brought me closer to her for inspection.
I felt myself being brought nearer and nearer to her, until I was face to face with this beautiful, yet seemingly deadly creature. Her piercing copper brown eyes seemed to look into my very soul. I looked back, in awe, curiosity, and I hate to admit it, but also with a slight tinge of fear.
After what felt like forever, she opened that seductive mouth of her.
"I can see you have no evil intentions coming into my forest."
"Yes Miss. Please release him and we'll be on our way now." Stefan quipped, flailing his arms on the ground.
She sighed, "Alright, but go back from whence you came and never return!"
The vines holding my legs moved in opposite directions, pulling my legs apart.
"Wait, what are you doin- mmmph!" A startled me growled as a vine entered my mouth, heading towards my esophagus.
The ivy on my torso bent me over; my worst fears were coming true. I shut my eyes and braced myself as I felt a vine running itself over my fleshy behind before slowly entering my asshole.
Some treatment this was, I thought, as pain mixed with a hint of pleasure surged through my beastly form. The vines in my mouth and my asshole started moving in and out, rubbing itself in my channels.
"Nooo…" I cried softly as I got simultaneously ass and mouth fucked. My saliva provided decent lubrication as I felt less pain when the vine in my mouth fucked me. But the one in my ass was terrible. Yet, I felt the vine secret some sort of sap as it drilled my ass, lubr
icating it and letting it fuck me faster.
How humiliating, to be suspended and fucked by plants in front of such a beautiful dryad. I felt my reason coming back to me as I was lost in thought, before noticing the fur on my arms vanishing beneath my skin. I was receding back to human form.
I was surprised, at the strange turn of events. From excitedly entering the unknown till getting double penetrated in the ass and mouth by plants in front of such a beautiful creature. But most of all, I was surprised at myself. I always considered myself straight, but I never knew my body would be so aroused by getting fucked in front of such a beauty.
But wait, if the vines were fucking me, who was controlling the vines? I looked up, her radiant face hide her piercing stare well as she clinically swished and flicked her fingers.
It was her. She was the one humiliating me with those vines! My cheeks blushed red as I found myself enjoying it too.
I felt the vines moving faster and faster as their thrusting became more vigorous.
"YES! YES!" I heard her scream? If the vines were a part of her, did that mean she was getting off on what she was doing to me? Either way, her breathing grew heavier as her body started quivering uncontrollably. She must have been having an intense orgasm as I saw the leaf covering her pussy turn dark green from getting wet. At the same time, I felt the vines release some sort of sticky, slippery sap down my throat and up my ass. My body temperature rose as I felt strangely aroused beyond my limit like this. I felt my loins stirring as my member grew harder and harder from the arousal.
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