Huntress

Barcelona, 1576 The young woman stepped out of the back door of the inn and took a deep breath. She was utterly exhausted, but it didn’t look like she’d be going to bed anytime soon. The soldiers had come to the inn earlier that evening, and the drinking and swearing and roughhousing were still going Read More …

Predator

She’s sitting beside me at the bar, facing me, and she’s into me. I know she’s into me, because I can smell her desire mixed with a bit of nervousness and excitement seeping out from between her thighs. I can see her flushed lips and the dilated pupils in her eyes, and I notice how Read More …