tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post7461557467263494375..comments2024-02-07T15:31:14.706+00:00Comments on Lust Bites: Halloween Giveaway!Madeline Moorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16485601071092171174noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-19888523942586370922008-11-06T15:23:00.000+00:002008-11-06T15:23:00.000+00:00The contest is now closed. Winners will be announ...The contest is now closed. Winners will be announced on Wed. Nov. 12. Thanks to all! I'm properly scared of the dark, again. What was that?<BR/>Did you hear that? Is someone there? EEEEEEEeeeeEEEEEKKKK!Madeline Moorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16485601071092171174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-85877272179127500482008-11-05T20:15:00.000+00:002008-11-05T20:15:00.000+00:00Last entry for Madeline:The hand it drew across wa...<I>Last entry for Madeline:</I><BR/><BR/>The hand it drew across warm flesh was pale as chalk, violet-blue veined and far colder than the pink skinned youth who shuddered beneath the fatal caress. Past a fall of jet dark hair, ice blue eyes drank in his pale gold curls, the orgasms of sound that exploded from full rouged lips. There was terror and wild arousal in the absinth green of his gaze; Udo Margoyleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07768667693012909389noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-33381819085013556002008-11-04T14:09:00.000+00:002008-11-04T14:09:00.000+00:00Good, all very good! We have a real competition g...Good, all very good! We have a real competition going now, and only today and tomorrow, (Tuesday and Wednesday) before the contest closes and the judging begins!<BR/><BR/>Anonymous, if you win a prize we will need to contact you - hmmmmm - I think we might need more than 'anonymous' because if we announce 'anonymous' as a winner, well, anyone could claim the prize...so please give us a name to Madeline Moorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16485601071092171174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-33008435749200586532008-11-04T09:01:00.000+00:002008-11-04T09:01:00.000+00:00Hi Madeline. 'Sexy and scary' - what a great comb...Hi Madeline. 'Sexy and scary' - what a great combination! Here goes:<BR/><BR/><BR/>She stands alone in the forest. Back in the village, her people chant by the campfire to ward away evil. But not her – <BR/><BR/>She waits.<BR/><BR/>A shadowy rider materialises through the trees. Dismounting, he strides towards her, his boots crunching over fallen leaves. He traces his finger down her cheek.Louisa Hartehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06874588031197342544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-38821334899476891912008-11-03T23:20:00.000+00:002008-11-03T23:20:00.000+00:00I'll join in, for the fun:I always imagined it wou...I'll join in, for the fun:<BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/>I always imagined it would be nice to make love listening to Handel and besides, the pianoforte masks the unavoidable noises of my profession. I’d like to avoid the gallows for as long as I can. I’m only nineteen years old.<BR/>The door is locked, the window shut tight against the cold. A cheap inn, a sultry glance from a stranger, and I was bought Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-53036510399608093202008-11-03T21:21:00.000+00:002008-11-03T21:21:00.000+00:00Multiple entries are allowed? I can’t resist …Stru...Multiple entries are allowed? I can’t resist …<BR/><BR/><BR/>Struggling head-on against the wind, keeping close together, they made their way to the back court, where the observatory tower stood. After Andy ushered Jonah inside, he closed the door behind them. They stood listening to the wind howl through the tower as it creaked so hard it seemed to sway. <BR/><BR/>Jonah’s fingers touched Andy’s Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01848003765107918035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-74043276521298749322008-11-03T20:39:00.000+00:002008-11-03T20:39:00.000+00:00Madeline, lol I really did try hard, I'm not a wri...Madeline, lol I really did try hard, I'm not a writer and it took me forever to come up with something lol! :) I don't know how writers come up with over 200pgs!Crystal Adkinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05438682009235325620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-10310938066919771652008-11-03T17:12:00.000+00:002008-11-03T17:12:00.000+00:00Yeah! 'fang filled maw' - way to go, Crystal!'Did...Yeah! 'fang filled maw' - way to go, Crystal!<BR/><BR/>'Did a sigh, potent, brush the air?'- yes! Udo! Give me the shivers!<BR/><BR/>There's still time to post a second entry, for those of you who have a mind to. And newcomers are still welcome to try their hand at scary/sexy. It's fun! It's freaky! And, in terms of our Halloween Giveaway, it's LUCRATIVE.Madeline Moorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16485601071092171174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-42221521617628631092008-11-03T12:44:00.000+00:002008-11-03T12:44:00.000+00:00Not sure why it didn't post with my other story, b...Not sure why it didn't post with my other story, but here is the last paragraph. Sorry about that.<BR/><BR/>Clutching the sheets in her hands, Cassandra writhes on the bed, her orgasm crashing through her. Just as the waves of release begin to pass, excruciating pain brings her attention to her upper right thigh. Looking down at what used to be the sexy green eyed man was now something more dark Crystal Adkinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05438682009235325620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-38761822983405667042008-11-03T12:08:00.000+00:002008-11-03T12:08:00.000+00:00“Trick or treat?” He felt foolish, naïve to be at...“Trick or treat?” He felt foolish, naïve to be at the beck and call so easily of another. A brief message on his phone had been enough to yank the barbed wire chain wrapped round his heart; but the greater wound was in knowing that the bond went only one way. There was no reciprocation, not love, not passion, not tenderness. <BR/><BR/><I>The door had been open as he arrived, but that was not Udo Margoyleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07768667693012909389noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-80316609431254296902008-11-03T02:42:00.000+00:002008-11-03T02:42:00.000+00:00Ok here is my second try :)Cassandra woke with a s...Ok here is my second try :)<BR/><BR/>Cassandra woke with a start, she was pulled from the dream much too quickly. The tingling between her legs was now a steady throbbing in anticipation of what might have been. Her dream lover, the man she could let loose of her inhibitions with, the man with emerald green eyes and a wickedly sinful smile was now lost in the dream world once again for another Crystal Adkinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05438682009235325620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-33945902402054550332008-10-31T19:47:00.000+00:002008-10-31T19:47:00.000+00:00I’ve tried to post this approx 4 times now! evOl ...I’ve tried to post this approx 4 times now! evOl IE not displaying page!!!!! *tries AIM Login*<BR/><BR/>My offering is slightly over 200. I even fail at that, lol.<BR/><BR/>“Through the graveyard?” Alex whispered nervously.<BR/>“It’s a shortcut,” Raith smirked to himself, opening the heavy wrought iron gate in front of his anxious little friend. He decided that playing to Alex’s vodka-infused Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-39969658068133634342008-10-31T16:22:00.000+00:002008-10-31T16:22:00.000+00:00OK, for a chance at the incredible booty being off...OK, for a chance at the incredible booty being offered, I'm totally willing to humiliate myself and post a horribly written story. Forgive please, I'm not a writer. <BR/><BR/><BR/>“Oh look Mary, some unsuspecting victims have arrived.’’ <BR/><BR/>Licking her lips, “oooh, and the male is such a delicious looking specimen; I’m getting wet already.”<BR/><BR/>“It’s almost midnight, All Hallows Eve LVLM(Leah)https://www.blogger.com/profile/01344785501583933784noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-51370680821502031752008-10-31T14:52:00.000+00:002008-10-31T14:52:00.000+00:00George said, 'I see that the rumors about you dyin...George said, 'I see that the rumors about you dying were false, Sir Silas.' He turned to ogle my companion, who looked absolutely stunning in black.<BR/>I replied, 'Hi George! I'd like you to meet my widow.'<BR/><BR/>Exclude me from the contest, Madeline, please.<BR/><BR/>FelixMichael Crawleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12175582803065910741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-45836360621017818332008-10-30T15:56:00.000+00:002008-10-30T15:56:00.000+00:00>rubbing spooky Halloween witch's claws tog...>rubbing spooky Halloween witch's claws together with glee< Good, very good...>cackle cackle<<BR/><BR/>crystal, might I suggest another entry (and yes, multiple entries are allowed) a bit further on into the action? I need scaaaaaaary, I need seeeeeeexy....Madeline Moorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16485601071092171174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-35093179609948045472008-10-30T13:38:00.000+00:002008-10-30T13:38:00.000+00:00Here's my entry... it does get much better and gor...Here's my entry... it does get much better and gory :) <BR/>Piled in Eva’s 1999 Pontiac Trans Am, Stephanie, Jason, and Eva’s boyfriend Jake were on their way to the cemetery that has for years been rumored to hold some of the most gruesome murderers, thieves, and serial killers from all over. Tonight was All Hallow’s Eve, and the foursome were prepared to communicate with someone from beyond theCrystal Adkinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05438682009235325620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-19681105827015572232008-10-29T21:19:00.000+00:002008-10-29T21:19:00.000+00:00Again that high, continuous, bloodcurdling sound. ...Again that high, continuous, bloodcurdling sound. Seeing the ice bright auras in her mind, outlines of light with nothing inside but cold eyes and colder teeth, Goran shivered. She pressed close to Luke, praying the barn’s false ceiling beneath them would hold.<BR/><BR/>“They won’t find us”, Luke whispered. His breath caressed her skin.<BR/><BR/> Goran felt her heart speed up. Damn her nature; Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01848003765107918035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-4677035234340820682008-10-29T18:17:00.000+00:002008-10-29T18:17:00.000+00:00Thanks Olivia. I thought that grotesque thing mig...Thanks Olivia. I thought that grotesque thing might freak someone (besides me) out.<BR/><BR/>leatherdykeuk and udo, good stuff.<BR/>I'm already worried about the judging process...<BR/><BR/>Keep them coming, people!Madeline Moorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16485601071092171174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-4454450998317753332008-10-29T18:01:00.000+00:002008-10-29T18:01:00.000+00:00Ooooh-aaaahr...Madeline, that's probably the s...Ooooh-aaaahr...<BR/><BR/>Madeline, that's probably the scariest photo I have EVER seen. Now deeply disturbed by my own tongue. Urgh!<BR/><BR/>Leatherdykeuk & udo, kudos for kicking things off... I'll prob be back with a scary snippet of my own (yeah, I know I can't win, but I can hope) when my brain has defrosted.Megan Kerrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03702395970450200829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-46987938479884905882008-10-29T15:34:00.000+00:002008-10-29T15:34:00.000+00:00She threw back her head, mouth open. Swallowed th...She threw back her head, mouth open. Swallowed the lightning as it struck down from the somber vaulted heavens to the filthy macabre earth below; the carrion plain. Violent it tore down her throat. Shards of molten light that filled her core; a dense burning ruby of wild energy, but her thirst was not for organic electricity. Still, it served. Trickled through her veins and spilled out Udo Margoyleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07768667693012909389noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2685152641201332954.post-85688581575492673982008-10-29T12:09:00.000+00:002008-10-29T12:09:00.000+00:00Lucy’s flesh tingled where it met the edge of the ...Lucy’s flesh tingled where it met the edge of the circle, the hairs on her arm rising as the skin puckered. The air seemed warmer inside, warmed by the sun rather than seared by frosty twilight. She gathered her resolve and sat up. “Who’s there?” she said, her voice hubristic with authority – this was her father’s land, after all.<BR/><BR/>“‘Who’s there?’ she asks,” echoed a throaty voice, filledRachel Greenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13048590167153841615noreply@blogger.com