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The Dark Caress 4

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  artwork - doiparuni This story is a sequel to Dark Caress 3 Darkness, the enemy of the light. Rightfully it is feared, yet still there are those who celebrate and even wield it. Tharja and her coven are such people—a sorceress supreme who is the very envoy of the great abyss that exists beyond the veil of humanity’s eyes. A realm shrouded in the dark that blinds them. Whether her goal spells doom for the world is yet to be seen, but plans have begun in motion, fresh off the night of yet another individual becoming one of Tharja’s thrall. The morning after, the two began a meeting. Tharja clasped her hands, seated a table opposite of her servant Orochi, the room lit only by a dim candle, whose only purpose seemed to make the shadows of the room more brilliant. “Remember, your powers are drawn from a well that is my own. Siphon too much and it might end you.” Tharja was teaching the woman on how to harness and control her dark powers, powers birthed by the connection Sorceress Thar...
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Love Potion 68

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  This story is a sequel to   Love Potion 63 How long had it been? How long had it been since Jessie had concocted the potion that unlocked a vast potential within the human brain. There was no doubt in her mind that it remained her greatest creation. Ever since that day, she had made many renowned breakthroughs in her field. Most would assume her proudest achievements were the strides she had made in creating more effective treatments, hell even cures, for many long standing neurological disorders. But no, Jessie was far more vain as an individual. Her proudest moment was the moment she was born. The potion she had made on that day so long ago, the one meant to expand the brain’s capacity for passion and emotional analysis, had achieved much more. It had also increased the size of her neocortex, multiplied the number of neurons bouncing around her brain matter, and strengthened her neural networks. It has turned the brain and body of what was once a sorry excuse for a male sc...
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Trading Places

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  It was a calm, breezy evening at the Officer’s Academy, an elite facility that trained students in the ways of weapons and magic. Located within a giant Monastery, the royalty and nobility of several great factions sent their heirs to the academy in order to learn the art of warfare. It was all to build up the next generation of rulers. So needless to say, much pressure resided on the students and those who taught them. On this particular evening, after a rigorous course in magical defense, one of the academy’s prodigies of magic, Lysithea, isolated herself against a large stone wall not too far from the teacher’s office. She twiddled her thumbs, lost in turmoil over how to proceed. Feelings had been stirring in her for quite some time, and now she was contemplating whether to take the next step in revealing them to the one she had become smitten with. That person was her teacher. Come now Lysithea, you’ve got this, the beautiful, silver-haired woman thought to herself. It’ll ha...
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