A werewolf story set in the woods (obviously) first time trying to write with smut. I probably went overboard with it so bear with me please.

A shy moth-like cryptid from West Virginia is in heat and on the hunt for a human mate, and he's set his sights on you. This is a female self insert. This is teratophilia (monster lover) smut, so if you're not into that kindly move along. Cover art is not mine.

You're a shitty hunter who just ran into the King of Hell. Congrats, you're fucked, in more ways than one. (By a hellhound.) If you aren't into that, I wouldn't recommend reading this.

Steamy werewolf short story. Explicit. Gender neutral narrator. Might write a second part if people want that.

I'm horny so welcome to my daydreams. MonsterxReader stories, will probably be inaccurate and flawed but I really don't care. (Male Monster x Female Reader) THESE WILL BE TRASHY... DON'T JUDGE ME, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. And I very well might not ever update, it really depends lol.

*Teratophilia -- the sexual attraction to [...] monsters. *Exophilia -- the love of strange, new, extraterrestrial, robotic, supernatural, or otherwise non-human life-forms. This is where all of my monster/supernatural/paranormal/robot/alien(if it ain't human, it's here) stories will be placed! 18+, obvi.

slip into your fantasies.

An abandoned home sits alone in the forest, shrouded in spiderwebs. A few bugs aren't going to stop you from looking around, are they?

My stories that I'm cross-posting from tumblr!

A potter is late with the order she spent all year making for a naga from the south. When he turns up, an early snow fall traps him in her cottage for the winter.