Oh this isn't an update. That one is gonna be posted right after this one. No, this is a thank-you, delivered nice and properly packaged from the deepest corners of my heart. Thanks to every single one of you here who is reading this post, as well as those that have supported me in the past, I have grown to become someone confident in my skill as an erotic fantasy author.
Now I know...
2023-05-01 12:34:51 +0000 UTC View PostI lay in my bed, gazing up at the blue sky through the window, contemplating on what had just happened and tapping my fingers thoughtfully against the mattress. The reckless attempt at impressing Amelia and Susan had endangered me, and if not for Meta-Luck, things could have gone terribly bad. Even so, I couldn’t really bring myself to dislike what had happened.
Especially the aftermath...
2023-04-23 14:56:53 +0000 UTC View PostAmelia pushed her wet form against Harry, her breasts now bereft of her bra’s protection, and her nipples brushing against his solid chest. She grabbed him by his neck and sucked his earlobe, grabbing his right hand and placing it on her cheek, shivering as his fingers crawled down her cheek, down the hollow of her neck and fell in between her heaving breasts. She felt his cock, thick and vei...
2023-04-16 13:37:07 +0000 UTC View PostThe bath was shaping out to be extremely interesting.
I watched as Amelia stood up from her place, folded her arms and leaned against the wall, her dark eyes taking me in with evident interest. Then she tilted her head and moved towards me, resting her hands against the sides of the bath.
“Erm—” I began.
“Do you need any help?” she offered, before I could finish. “...
2023-04-09 16:44:50 +0000 UTC View PostIt was like someone had just slammed a row of staples into my skin. Pain soared into my body, inflamed tissue crying out, my heart throbbing, my ribs cracking, the edemas beneath my skin pounding with a horrible tightness. Fatigue hit me like a rock. The sensations were so intense, the only way I could tell that I had fallen to the floor was by looking.
And my body abruptly went numb and ...
2023-04-02 19:45:37 +0000 UTC View Post“I doubt things will work the way you expect, Harry,” Amelia said as we walked through the hallways, discussing my strategy. “Even if I can corner Malfoy with this, Greengrass isn’t one to take things lying down.”
After our little meeting, Amelia had summoned Susan to her office and given her the memo. Susan’s expression had been absolutely beautiful to watch when her aunt tol...
2023-03-26 21:59:19 +0000 UTC View Post“We do not need to go through any preamble,” Amelia Bones declared, cutting my words short. “You’ve requested an audience with the DMLE Director, so I’d ask you to get to the point and not waste my time. I’m a busy woman.”
I simply smiled, letting her sharpness wash over me. Any other person in my shoes would’ve probably panicked and launched into an uncontrolled explanati...
2023-03-26 21:50:38 +0000 UTC View PostThere’s something to be said about the kind of day you’re having when you bargain with a conniving businessman with a Death-Eater sympathising background, only to pop away and appear before the outer gates of the greatest military authority in the nation. Each of them deserved their own preparation, and if I had an option, I’d have put them on separate days. But when the Director of the D...
2023-03-26 21:49:28 +0000 UTC View PostThe dark silver tux lay on the bed, rejected. As did the formal pants. Instead I stood there, gawking at the mirror, as Hestia and Hermione suited me up in a thick ensemble of black silk, with a notched collar and a cut-away front of the coat, a white shirt with gold filigree, a long wizard hat, and long black trousers ending in equally boring shoes. And then she put a cloak over my shoulders, ...
2023-03-26 21:47:42 +0000 UTC View PostI beat the crap out of the punching bag.
Smack!
Smack!
Smack!
My frustrations were rising beyond control. Even the sensations of pain swimming through my veins felt foreign, as if I wasn’t even part of the body. There was no euphoric high, only debilitating lows as I grunted and threw the next punch.
And the worst part? I wasn’t even ...
2023-03-26 21:38:21 +0000 UTC View PostPenelope fidgeted impatiently and checked the time again. After the episode last night, she had been unable to find Hestia — Miss Jones, she reminded herself. It was difficult to return the secretary to the pedestal she had put her earlier, especially after all that she had witnessed the previous night. No, she was Hestia. Hestia the slut; Hestia the whore, Hestia the co...
2023-03-26 21:32:10 +0000 UTC View PostPenelope knew she was smarter than most.
Academically, that is. One of the ‘freaks’ out there that somehow turned out to be an excellent runesmith and arithmancer, in addition to being a fair hand at Charms. It allowed her to notjust fine tune her charmswork, but also alter the spells to suit her purposes, thanks to her unique magical disposition. In a fair world, she’d probably hav...
2023-03-26 21:31:03 +0000 UTC View PostIn the desolate depths of a perilous place
The bogeyman lurks, with a snarl on his face.
Never dare, never dare to approach his dark lair
For he’s waiting… just waiting… to get you.
The bathroom floor was swept in red.
The pain was mostly gone. Just a...
2023-03-26 21:29:25 +0000 UTC View PostI woke up in an unfamiliar bed. I was in bed alone, naked, with a single satin sheet covering my privates. A quick Scourgify set me straight, as memories of the last night came into focus. The room looked less like a bedroom and more like someone’s private gallery. Portraits hung on the wall, several of which I recognized were muggle. I recognized a Van Gogh and a Salvador Dali among...
2023-03-26 21:27:58 +0000 UTC View PostShe saw him sitting behind the desk, reading some files.
A feeling of intense deja-vu gripped her.
Harry Potter didn’t even look up as he beckoned her to come forward with a finger.
Like she didn’t even merit a word.
Harry Potter looked up, and there was something utterly mystifying about his intense, green eyes. Then his hand ...
2023-03-19 14:09:42 +0000 UTC View PostHis secretary let her in.
A worried Penelope entered Harry Potter’s office. The room was… like an office, she supposed. She was quaking too much out of tension to care for the finer details. She saw him sitting behind the desk, reading some files. He didn’t even look up as he beckoned her to come forward with a finger.
Like she didn’t even merit a word....
2023-03-12 11:03:13 +0000 UTC View PostSnyde was a vain woman, and hopeless at intimidating. You think that someone in her profession would be more self-aware, especially when both parties had already come to a settlement without her mediation. Despite that, she kept switching between glowering at me and giving me condescending smirks, as if she were keeping me intimidated while dictating the terms to poor little me.
Some peop...
2023-03-05 13:43:24 +0000 UTC View PostThe day had begun so simply. My plans to sideline Draco by making him commit a crime had gone spectacularly with him casting an unforgivable in open public, with multiple witnesses. I had been called to the DMLE to provide testimony, and things were looking up and up for me. Then Narcissa Malfoy had curb stomped my confidence with a single blow, but I still had some cards in my hand to play aga...
2023-02-26 13:03:25 +0000 UTC View PostI froze.
Okay, I wouldn’t lie and claim that I saw that coming, but it was on the list of possibilities that I didn’t want to turn out to be true. Narcissa had called me a Black the very first day we had met, and any pureblood worth his salt probably kept a record of claimants to the family fortune. For Narcissa, who regarded her Black heritage on a much higher pedestal than the Malfo...
2023-02-19 18:50:23 +0000 UTC View Post"Fuck me, Potter! Fuck my arse!" Narcissa grunted out as I drove my thick shaft into her tight arsehole as hard as I could.
…
…
Okay, I know that took you by surprise. But trust me, there’s a story to that.
Let’s rewind things back by ten minutes. After I had convinced Hestia, or more specifically, let Hestia convince herself, Gawain Robards ordered a co...
2023-02-12 18:23:18 +0000 UTC View PostThe Ministry of Magic was ostentatious.
Like, seriously.
Hestia and I had floo’ed to the Ministry atrium, and I found myself standing at one end of a very long and splendid hall with a highly polished, dark wood floor. They inlaid the peacock blue ceiling with gleaming golden symbols that kept changing like some enormous heavenly noticeboard. The walls on each side were panelled i...
2023-02-05 15:02:08 +0000 UTC View Post“Is there anyone else?”
The crowd was giving me strange looks, like I had just sprouted off an extra head. They were simply too unused to the idea of someone throwing a Malfoy down from their self-claimed pedestal. Granted, it wasn’t a big pedestal, especially since little Draco was only banking on his father’s power to make himself look intimidating. Honestly, Draco was being stu...
2023-01-29 17:16:27 +0000 UTC View Post“Is this what you call service, you stupid sow?” said Crabbe, and slapped Penelope in the face. The girl probably tried to withstand the slap like she did everything else. Silently. Unfortunately, she underestimated her own strength, or the force of his beefed hand. Penelope fell back reeling, crashing against a chair.
Several people stood up at that.
I idly observed that despit...
2023-01-22 16:19:26 +0000 UTC View Post“Two pistachios and one raspberry sundae,” said Penelope, “will that be all?”
You’d think after spending the better part of two months in this twisted version of British wizarding society, I’d have stopped being surprised by the curve balls this world threw my way. I had had first-hand experience with Hermione, a genius by all rights yet shunned simply because she got afflicte...
2023-01-16 07:45:10 +0000 UTC View PostIt hurt.
No, that was an understatement of what I was experiencing. Physically, I was fine, but magically, I was worse than Neville back in his first year. I’d be hard pressed to even cast a first-year charm without screaming myself hoarse. I knew Hermione would smell the dark enchantments on my person, if not the coppery stain of blood, so returning to my apartment was not an option. A...
2023-01-07 20:53:44 +0000 UTC View PostSome women have this quality about them, something completely intangible and indefinable, which gets called a lot of different things, depending on which society you’re in. I always think of it as heat, or fire. It doesn’t always have to be about sex, but it often is — and it definitely was with Ginny Weasley.
The moment I heard Ginny’s voice through the Floo, I felt the temperatu...
2023-01-03 20:53:07 +0000 UTC View PostHermione was having second thoughts about this.
Having monkey sex with Harry within the confines of the house was one thing. But sticking her head inside the Floo, talking to Ginny and who knew else would be on the other side, with Harry plowing her arse? For the first time too, she might add?
It was mortifying.
It didn’t change a thing. She’d still do it. For Harry.
“Tell me what you got. Any tail about how he does things?”
“Tails,” said Hestia. “I set three different investigative agencies on it. You’d be surprised how cooperative they were at being paid gold up front. Some of this shit goes so deep I cannot fathom how the Ministry overlooks it.”
We were sitting in my office room. It had been two days since I had charmed Hanna...
2022-12-18 15:27:07 +0000 UTC View PostThe predatory smile on Harry Potter’s face scared the crap out of her.
Cynthia stared at him, her body paralysed with fear, arousal and indecision, her fingers still digging into her pussy as she watched Harry Potter’s breath on her face. He was her daughter’s age, and yet, he towered over her, in ways over one. He was huge, with broad shoulders and a firm jaw. Cynthia could see his...
2022-12-11 16:54:37 +0000 UTC View PostCynthia Abbott hated Wednesdays. Maybe if she had a nine-to-five job, she could have welcomed it as an average day, but with her work hours toiling by her lonesome, it just meant the week was half over and the next half was probably gonna be just as bad. She had only just finished with the customers for the afternoon, closed the door, and was resting on her couch, wondering where her elf was. A...
2022-12-04 15:38:57 +0000 UTC View Post