Worlds Apart


Lizka is the daughter of Borealan diplomats, raised on Earth and immersed in human culture. Jamie is a human with a burgeoning love for the feline alien that he’s afraid to express. When an upheaval forces the two to confront their feelings, they must make the most of what little time they have.

The chick and the egg


Author’s words: Ok, so I finally decided to break my long hiatus.

After a few really annoying RL things happened I lost my groove and every time I tried to get it back I ended up in stupid thought loops. Things like thinking up a scenario, get a flood of inspiration, think it will be to long/not coherent/something equally stupid, end up not writing anything.
So, I decided to try something different with this.

I simply took a base setup and from there wrote whatever came to mind as I went. This is written paragraph by paragraph as I felt the story should naturally progress (just a little editing to fix up spelling errors etc).

Please let me know what you think.
Sincerely, Astrumratio.

Bicorn Shagging – 6,000 Words of Nonstop Smut


Emilia and Presbyter went up the tavern stairs, his hand in hers as she took the lead. The bicorn had already cast a spell about her, trading her centauric lower half for a bipedal one that ceased being human at the knees, roughly transitioning to black-furred shins that terminated into hooves. These hooves clicked on the wooden floor, light in contrast to the falls of Presbyter’s armored boots. They walked briskly, almost on the verge of running as they made their way through the door-lined hallway. Theirs was the right room at the far end whose door practically flew open one moment before being slammed closed in the next. Then the two were upon each other, lips mashing furiously without even so much as greeting.

Wight Snow I – Humanity


For the coastal city of Meirport, some days are the coming and going of business as usual for the people, while others are the coming of a maddening contagion and dread fog that warps the landscape into a decrepit playground of ghoulish desire for the flesh under ethereal hands that cast the creeping snow. For those who remain, it’s time to run, hide, or face the haunting music.

Now published in ebook formats as part of the Wight Snow series.