A nightmarish tale.

I had no idea why the panicked witches marked me at first.

But it didn't take me long to realize I'd been sacrificed to assuage the hunger of an insatiable incubus.

A man sentenced to haunt the Earth as a demon with a ravening hunger for human women.

He won't leave me alone.

How can I escape someone whom I can't even see until he's inside me. I can't touch until he's already feeling me.

No one can see him but me.

I can't make him stop.

And the longer this goes on the less sure I am that I want it to.

The Ravening (New Link)

I noticed him pausing a few times as darkness began to fall, to look at me. 


He'd sharpened several sticks. Smoothing the sides and tearing off bits of branch. But I was willing to let him reveal what he was doing rather than pressing it. 


He lifted a black brow at me as though he didn't know what I was talking about. 


"I'm thinking I'd love to take you deep into these dark woods and make love to you in moonlight." He paused to lower the rock and stick he worked on to give me a long look. "Would that scare you?" 


I paused. Giving him a thoughtful look. Startled at his bluntness and highly confused at the words he was using. 


"Think on it, Zira." He said softly. Going back to his task. "I'll soon be done making you these and then I will ask you again. I'd like a direct answer. Yes or no." 


His True Desire