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Karen in Castle Barenczy by Aletessa -- http://deviantart.com/aletessa The sky had darkened into night by the time Karen reached the short bridge that led to the castle gate. She'd kept her doubts at bay throughout her long walk up the winding forest road, but now that she was confronted by the castle itself, her heart was hammering at the thought of going any further. But she had no choice; her friend Ella had disappeared from the village, a few days before, and had neither returned nor been found. If she was still alive, and Karen refused to think otherwise, this was the only place left to look. But the villagers shunned the castle, even to the point of pretending it didn't exist; none of them would come here, which left Karen to make the journey by herself. It was empty, she told herself. The Countess Barenczy was dead, her reign of vampiric terror ended decades before Karen was born. The only things to fear in the castle were crumbling walls and w...
Another Version of Eve (Part 1) by Aletessa -- http://deviantart.com/aletessa The bar had closed early tonight, public custom giving way to a private party; Eve's role had changed little though: the bartender still needed to serve the drinks no matter who to or why. It was going to change pretty soon though; Mark had had that look in his eyes all evening. Eve did her best to swallow both excitement and resentment as she waited. Then it happened. "Time for the party favours!" Mark called. "Come on out here, babe." Eve sighed at his tone; but the eager looks on the guys' faces made her tingle... she wasn't sure if that excited or shamed her, but the shame excited her anyway. Eve took it slow going out from behind the bar; it was their first good look at her miniskirt she was wearing, and the length of her legs it left visible was the perfect distraction. She made her way to the clear space of the floor, and the crowd moved quickly to surround her. Sh...
Karen on the Hidden Beach by Aletessa: http://deviantart.com/aletessa The beach had grown secluded very suddenly; the way Karen had picked through the rocks hadn't seemed very long or opaque, but as she looked back it was hard to even picture the presence of the crowded stretch of sand she'd come from. The little cove she'd found was quiet; it seemed a little darker too, and cooler, as if hours had passed and it was getting close to nightfall. Karen shivered, her black and purple bikini no longer seeming like enough protection from the elements. But even so, she didn't feel like going back yet; there was something in the air that compelled her to explore, that filled her mind with thoughts of magical finds. The sand was still warm underfoot as Karen padded further into the cove. On her right, the rocks rose up into a cliff face that seemed to cut off any route back to civilisation but the one she'd come; her surroundings felt more like part of the sea...
