Chapter Five – “Good Hunting”
When I woke up in the morning, both Sirena and Navya were gone, but Gwen was still curled up in my bed, looking a bit more like her normal self. Most people don’t know, but succubi take on aspects that those around them find appealing without them even knowing, albeit just temporarily. So when she’s around me, the freckles become a ...
2023-12-21 04:20:17 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Four – “Fucking Tourists”
There were lots of people I hated to go and visit. Usually it was because I didn’t want to see them in the first place. Digger Wiig wasn’t that way at all. In fact, the reservations I usually had about going and seeing Digger were more about being able to get away from him with some portion of my liver still functioning and a fe...
2023-12-19 01:30:13 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Ten
The hardest thing Will had ever done was to have to go back to work after he’d been kidnapped by monster hunters, but he felt like it was imperative his life try and get back to some semblance of normal, even if there was no possible way that he could ignore the fact that he now had four women sharing his bed on the regular.
Each of the women ...
2023-12-14 23:30:27 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Nine
He wasn’t at all sure how much time had passed from when he passed out in the back seat of the car and when he woke up in the bed in his home, but it certainly had to be more than ‘a little’ because the pain on his thigh was almost negligible, and he felt comfortably warm. Most importantly, the bed was his as were the women on either s...
2023-12-14 23:18:43 +0000 UTC
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What a busy and impactful week this has been, and there's quite a bit more coming. I've made a lot of progress getting caught up on the backlog of commissions, and so I'm going to keep on rolling with that, trying to get fully caught up and *gasp* maybe even a little ahead of schedule. That may have been because my usual appointments (poker night, board game night, pub night) are all b...
2023-12-14 02:58:31 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 17
November 5th, 2020
The last few days had been something of an utter panic, as he and Miguel had been working to identify any additional paths into the system while starting to knock down every override path they could find. They’d wanted to be able to track down where the requests were coming from, but at this point, both of them were simply to...
2023-12-13 21:06:44 +0000 UTC
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Part Eight – Junior Year, Fall Semester
You can imagine by the beginning of my junior year, I was more than a little nervous about my continuing education, but I wasn’t exactly brimming with alternative options. For better or worse, I’d tied my horse to CARP until I was out and had a degree. In two years’ time, I would be free to carve my own path through the worl...
2023-12-12 10:39:46 +0000 UTC
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I've actually been very busy for the last several days, even if it doesn't seem like it, getting caught up on outstanding commissions and owed posts. I'm not fully caught up yet, but I'm closing in on getting a lot further caught up on that than I was, with posts for Devil's Details, Pack Of His Own and Quaranteam: Aisling's Antics off to their commissioners, a...
2023-12-07 02:28:04 +0000 UTC
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Part Seven – “The surface of the sun”
December 12th, 2020
When Fiona woke in the morning, most of the other women had gotten out of bed already, everyone sleeping around Andy without sleeping touching him. That had been a lot harder for some of them than others, and several of them had wrapped themselves up in each other’s arms, so...
2023-12-05 01:11:58 +0000 UTC
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Part Thirty-four
Aaron Stamford – 3/11/2017 – Sunday – 09:12 am
In just a few short hours, Aaron had gone from completely confident he would have this thing unraveled by lunchtime to wondering if he was ever going to find even a starting thread to pull on. There were forces at work watching over his friend Max that he couldn’t even begin to comprehend, and at a level he’...
2023-12-04 09:57:46 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Eighteen
January 1st, 2021
Most of the ladies had gone much harder at New Year’s Eve that he had, and as such, he woke up relatively early at eight. He suspected a lot of them would wake up rather hungover and annoyed at themselves, considering several had claimed they weren’t going to overdo it when it came to booze, and the majority had failed...
2023-11-30 10:39:18 +0000 UTC
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I'm almost done with QT2:18 and it will be done before I go to bed tonight, but it's got a scene in it that's crucial to get right, so I'm spending a little bit more time shaping and polishing it. For those of you outside looking in, the date logline in 2:18 is 1/1/21, meaning the Quaranteam universe is officially starting to bleed int...
2023-11-30 02:03:09 +0000 UTC
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So it's Thanksgiving tomorrow, which means things are getting a little crazy around here. I'm not officially going to have a post on Friday, but I might have some anyway. I'm going to using the holiday to get caught up on commissioned work, which is why new chapters of A Pack of His Own, The Devil's Details and The Fertile Grove got new chapte...
2023-11-23 01:29:49 +0000 UTC
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The Fertile Grove: The Devil In Me (Felicia)
A “Detachable” story
By Devin McTaggart
In the period of time between when Starfall arrived and when my next wife-to-bed was scheduled to arrive, I had to do very specific homework and make sure my ass was covered, because I knew with the next woman to arrive, so too would a shitload of complic...
2023-11-22 23:23:13 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Ten
“Hello mother,” Tabitha said, looking across the room to lay eyes on her mother for the very first time.
The saying was ‘better than devil you know than the devil you don’t,’ but other than the facts that this woman was Lucifer and that she was Tabitha’s mother, she didn’t know much of anything about her. However, she was here, and Tabitha ...
2023-11-20 23:10:19 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Nine
He wasn’t at all sure how much time had passed from when he passed out in the back seat of the car and when he woke up in the bed in his home, but it certainly had to be more than ‘a little’ because the pain on his thigh was almost negligible, and he felt comfortably warm. Most importantly, the bed was his as were the women on either s...
2023-11-18 22:27:09 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Eight
When Will woke up, the first thing he felt were cold iron shackles around his wrists and ankles, but those weren’t the only bindings that he had. There were bands around his forearms, his biceps, his calves and his thighs. They were pulled tight, affixing him to a giant steel X. He’d been stripped down to his boxers, but they’d left him with t...
2023-11-18 22:20:11 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Eight – Blue Monday
The wedding had gone off without so much as a slight hitch, so much so that Kevin had to wonder if there were magical forces at work during the event, but while he’d never considered himself a superstitious man, he was smart enough not to say anything out loud.
The ceremony had been exquisite and refined and tasteful, and most importantly, Fatima’...
2023-11-18 10:57:43 +0000 UTC
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I'm most of the way through the next Morgana's Gift chapter, so I'll have that done before I crash for the night. There's only 3-4 chapters left in that story, for those of you keeping track, so we're nearing the end. (Or, at least the end for a while.) When it comes to voting, that story'll hit a resting point very quickly if you keep it up with putting that one forward ...
2023-11-16 08:22:05 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Three – “Willful Manchild”
Here’s a bit of Bay Area trivia you probably don’t know – Treasure Island has a smaller island a couple of miles to the north of it. You won’t find it on any maps. In fact, none of the boats really know it’s there – they just sort of drift around it. It’s not a very big island, only a hundred acres or so of space, but...
2023-11-14 10:42:41 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Four – “Fucking Tourists”
There were lots of people I hated to go and visit. Usually it was because I didn’t want to see them in the first place. Digger Wiig wasn’t that way at all. In fact, the reservations I usually had about going and seeing Digger were more about being able to get away from him with some portion of my liver still functioning and a fe...
2023-11-14 10:38:13 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 16
November 3rd, 2020
It was ridiculous how fast the world could go tits up without warning.
The morning had started with some good news – one of the other research teams across the country thought they might have a different solution to the DuoHalo virus, one that wouldn’t involve quite so many quirks and foibles. Initial non-human tests ...
2023-11-10 06:56:28 +0000 UTC
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Ugh.
It wasn't Covid, but it might as well have been. On Saturday midday, I started feeling a little uneasy, a bit of pressure in my head and began sneezing a bit. I was house-sitting for a friend, keeping an eye on their long-haired cat, and while I've had cats before, I've never had a long-hair before, so I wondered if maybe it was an allergic reaction, but no, it turns out I'd just got...
2023-11-09 01:07:08 +0000 UTC
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Chapter Seventeen
December 23rd, 2020
Andy Rook was happy to be home. Los Angeles had turned from a one-day stop to a two-day stop because it seemed like the meetings kept piling up before anyone could stop them and a number of people needed to take meetings with Sarah, Emily, himself or, occasionally, Piper and/or Fiona. Getting an additional day at the ho...
2023-11-05 04:53:58 +0000 UTC
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So it came a little bit later than expected, but I hope everyone enjoys Captains' Days as much as I did writing it. It's the first chapter of our new Modern Mythos story, meaning it takes place in the same universe as Morgana's Gift, If I'm Honest, The Devil's Details, A Pack Of His Own and the Silversmith stories. (In fact, ol' Jonas Silversmi...
2023-11-02 01:43:46 +0000 UTC
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Captains’ Days
A Modern Mythos on-going story
By Devin McTaggart
Chapter One
“Tommy Clarke, you little bastard, get over here!” a boisterous voice shouted at him from across the crowded bar. Tommy looked up and saw the hulking figure of his friend Alan O’Briain moving towards him, a giant smile on his face. Alan was dres...
2023-11-02 01:34:11 +0000 UTC
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Part Seven – “The surface of the sun”
December 12th, 2020
When Fiona woke in the morning, most of the other women had gotten out of bed already, everyone sleeping around Andy without sleeping touching him. That had been a lot harder for some of them than others, and several of them had wrapped themselves up in each other’s arms, so...
2023-10-31 07:13:50 +0000 UTC
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Part Seven – Summer Break (Sophomore → Junior Year)
The summer between sophomore and junior year represented the midway point in my education, assuming I was going to be having a standard four-year length for my education. The length was standard; the education, anything but.
Again, I still had a light load of classes, but it only meant I needed to be in a class...
2023-10-28 06:49:47 +0000 UTC
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Part Thirteen
Len
The jungle at night was normally a terrifying enough thing on its own, but tonight was especially threatening. The decision had been made that the team needed to function on off-hours for a week, starting their day in the early afternoon, and running until dawn the following day, staying up all night and exploring the island under the cover of darkness. ...
2023-10-26 08:11:32 +0000 UTC
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So I'm about halfway through the Breakpoint chapter that was supposed to be out yesterday, but I feel like I'm making decent time on it now, and will have it out today, and can then get started on the massive number of things I feel like I'm behind on, in addition to the stuff I need to wrap up for the month.
The poll for what's coming on Friday went to C.A.R.P.
2023-10-25 23:34:21 +0000 UTC
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