Wanton Winter Tales
to Warm Your Blood
A witch’s solstice celebration takes an unexpected turn in this flash fiction piece
Her gift from Santa is meant to be shared.
Crystal hates Christmas – at least until Santa changes her mind.
Liz and Vixen meet at a dungeon holiday party, and their games continue.
He pressed into her, and they both held their breaths for a moment. She let out a low moan, and wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer. And as he pressed fully inside, she gasped out her own invocation. And their magick melded, the tolling bell of his words mixed with the drumbeat of her words.
A Solstice Gift