Mark lives in a world much like our own.
With the added benefit of people having access to magic.
When Mark comes into contact with a certain aspect of magic his previous boring life is about to change forever.
It is time for him to fall down a rabbit hole that is deeper than he could ever imagine.
His only lifeline: the teachings of Loki. A famous mage that trailblazed understanding of this aspect of magic.

The Demon
By Anna Na Maus

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

This is a short story that just popped into my head one night. Anyone who has read my other works will know that I try and maintain a high degree of realism, that is not the case here. This is my first attempt at a TG Horror story so I would love to know what you think.

We are the Defenders League. We fight to protect those who cannot fight to protect themselves and to stop criminal acts in progress.

We are nine in number. Four males, five females, with ages ranging from barely 20 to our eldest member's hale and healthy 91 years.

Six of us were born here in Canada, one is a dual citizen, Canada and UK, and the other two moved here and eventually became citizens.

We tend to work in two groups, which can be brought together when needed.

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The Empress’ mission to 1890’s London continues, but will one of her sisters survive?

This installment is dedicated to Princess Laika Pupkino.

So I woke up slowly... 'cause I like it that way. The seagulls were singing and the surf was crashing and the crabs were casting long shadows as they scurried in the early dawn light.

I sat up in my bed and let the satin weave neosilk sheets drop off me so that I could enjoy the warm scented ocean breeze.

Yesterday, I woke up in a princess style canopy bed. The morning before, I awoke on a soft knoll in an enchanted forest with tiny fairies and pixies flying around, and rabbits and foxes cavorting in the clearing.

With their mission to Celestra completed, Alex and company take time out to ‘soar’ with the Pixies before tackling their next mission of…

Well, Dorothy did say people could write stories that would be aimed at M.Y.T.H, so I'm taking a shot at it. *grins madly*

Like her story Help! My Girlfriend Is A Unicorn!, this story will lead up to the protagonist discovering, then going to M.Y.T.H.

Dorothy told me to post this now, so here you go, folks, the first piece with students showing up at M.Y.T.H. for orientation.

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I'm standing here in my all too cute bedroom, staring into a three-part mirror at the very pretty girl shown there.

Alexandra Reilly and her sisters return to Atlantis where they lend their assistance and their gifts to rectify some discrepancies, events, and shortfalls pertaining to the gigantic ship’s preeminent day.

This story is based in and on the world of RIFTS. All mention of skelebots, Coalition, Cyclones and Juicer are products of the Palladium Books gaming system.

Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade

Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without.

Vantier a Whateley Tale.....Ancient and Powerful Vantier awakens in a foreign world, struggling to find her place in it.

He is saved from the death of his race and planet....to start all over again....but can she survive?
A human high school and being a teenager? Will she remember what was? And grow in power?

The week...lessons? What chores must be done on weekends and seeing Tim for his choice in life!!

We take a break for the madness of Rohanna and join Vantier in her first week at school!

Help! My Girlfriend is a Unicorn!

Chapter 3

I was really glad that Melody was there at that moment. She recovered from the shock before I did, and swept me up into a hug to prevent me from totally freaking out.

Eventually, I stopped shaking, and she said, “You ... need some clothes.”

Oh yeah. I was naked.

A half-hour later, I was dressed in pants and a t-shirt borrowed from Melody, and eating some soup while waiting for my mom to get back.