I learned a lot of things when I turned twenty-five. Women were more attracted to me. I could do simple magic. I was a wonder in the bedroom in more ways than one.
And it was all due to my father’s heritage, I was a demon.
Well, a half-demon.
But getting women into bed easily was only the start of it. There was a lot more to it.
Sex.
Women.
Lots of women.
Deception.
Violence.
Everything worth living for.
This is a 50,000 word erotic novella that contains explicit sex and sexual descriptions. It focuses on explicit sex, demonic sex, group sex, lesbian sex, a female harem, sex between fantasy creatures include demons, risky sex, sexual domination, complicated sexual relationships, and other sexually explicit themes and language that not all members of the public will enjoy.
All characters are 18 or older.
Originally published in five parts.
Excerpt:
“It’s my twenty-fifth birthday,” I said to the attractive woman who I had been checking out for the past few minutes. I never felt confident approaching people at a bar, but I had my reasons.
I was feeling overly confident and seductive.
“Really,” she said with a smile. She was wearing a rather modest red blouse with a key-hole cutout at the top that hinted at her cleavage. It also let a couple of brightly colored tattoos peek out from its short sleeves. Neither of those things were the most remarkable thing about her. It was the purple hair that caught my eye. Her hair was mostly purple, but the ends were tinted green. “I’ve never been with a younger man in my life.”
The conversation had gone from zero to ninety in less than a second. My pants tightened in a satisfying way.
“I’ve been with an older woman,” I said. “I think. But you hardly look older than me.”
