Cold-Blooded Chapter 9

August was still too cold to move but in his cold haze he could feel hands on his body. “Momma?” he wanted to call but his mouth wouldn’t open. The hands combed through his hair like Momma but… if it was Momma she would warm him up. Wrap him in blankets, burn some wood in

Cold-Blooded Chapter 8

August was cold. So cold he could barely move, barely think. And it was dark as well. Nothing but a black void as far as he could see. “Momma?” he called out, his voice bouncing back to him in an echo. No one responded. He felt around with his hands until he finally found a

Cold-Blooded Chapter 7

Ivory sat in a large armchair, her legs tucked up under her and a stupid, yet entertaining human novel open on her thin, pale thighs. She turned the page, paper rustling in the quiet room. Her hand itched to touch something as she often found it did these past few years. Without hesitation, she shattered

Cold-Blooded Chapter 6

It took him about the same amount of time to ejaculate the second time as it did the first. This time she held onto August’s hips to keep him from pulling out before he could ejaculate. It was bitter but Ivory didn’t mind the taste, still she was curious if she could change the flavor

Cold-Blooded Chapter 5

It didn’t take much research for Ivory to find out what had happened. The ‘things’ on August’s body were organs called ‘penises’. When she played with them, he had ‘ejaculated’ ‘semen’. And the plant was an ‘aphrodisiac’ to nagas, a drug that causes nagas to become ‘aroused’. The more she researched the curiouser she became.

Cold-Blooded Chapter 4

Ivory knelt on the ground in front of August reached out a curious hand and poked one of the strange looking things protruding from August’s body. As her pale, slender fingers alighted on it, August shivered and let out a strange, strangled cry. But when Ivory pulled her hand away he grabbed her arm. He

Cold-Blooded Chapter 3

Ivory stopped in the doorway of her greenhouse, the scent of sweat and… something she couldn’t place permeating the air. The child disobeyed you! One of the dark things hissed. He’s here! Another one spat. Eat him! Eat him!  A few of them began to chant. Ivory’s nose twitched, dragging her upper lip into a

Cold-Blooded Chapter 2

The baby naga took to Ivory quickly as the only possible mother around. A fact she was glad for. And she named him August after the summer month she found him during. From Ivory’s perspective August grew quickly from a little snake boy no longer than her arm and barely thicker to a solid, strong

Cold-Blooded Chapter 1

The thing that looked like a small, frail girl with long, blonde hair gripped the handle of her umbrella tighter and gritted her teeth. She kicked her heels off into the fast running river, watching as they were swept away until the stars could no longer illuminate the bright white satin. Ivory wriggled her toes