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Maki Pics (NSFW)

You guys are getting the NSFW pic way ahead of the public release btw, and the other pic will be posted to the public with Bell Street Exorcism Part 2.

Character Sheet (End of The Hungry Ghost)

Working on a double sized update coming tomorrow night, but I thought I'd take a break to post the character sheet that I reference while writing.

Name: James Li

Archetype: Martial Arts...

The Hungry Ghost 3

She unlocked her phone and pulled up an overhead street map of Chinatown. "As for the plan, as I said, it's quite simple. I've spent years doing what I can to get ready, all that I was lacking when...

The Hungry Ghost 2

Tamaki Grill had all the hallmarks of a classy establishment. We were greeted by a well-manicured and many-decades-old bonsai in the initial waiting room, framed by ornate, carved wooden finish wor...

March Interlude Poll

Vote for who gets the next Interlude. Annie won last time so she's excluded. I'm working on a Kuze Interlude as an extra for February, so he's also not on the Poll. My beta reader requested an Inte...

The Hungry Ghost 1

Musky air steamed out from a vent in a stinking vaporous cloud as a train passed underneath, shaking the ground and rattling a fire escape above. Maki and I smoothly evaded it as we hurried towards...

Interlude #1: Annie Makes a Friend, Briefly

A sublime stillness had come upon her master, the telltale sign that his mind was consumed by the martial arts. He sat in a deep horse stance, focused entirely on her phone set up on a tripod, watc...

No Samurai 3

Maki, for how reticent she was about our 'date', was a pleasant hang after all. She cringed every time we met someone she knew, embarrassed to be seen hanging off my arm, but in the tight, noisy co...

No Samurai 2

The double doors marked for the stairs actually opened into a large space with benches and shelves for everyone to take off their shoes. There were even complimentary cheap flip-flops for those unc...

No Samurai 1

I sat on my couch and tried to think about dying. Tonight was the big night, an exorcism in Chinatown and my first real taste of supernatural horror. Any reasonable man would have been worried. Act...

Interlude Poll #1

Who should get a dedicated Interlude from their point of view this month? If the interlude isn't at least 2k words, I'll write one for the second highest voted as well.

Coach 'Combo' Kahn 2

Kas had a small home gym in his basement and a decent backyard, but neither was suited for a serious duel. I was here today to experience his signature move, the Six Star Meteor Kick, which involve...

Coach 'Combo' Kahn 1

Kas shook his head and ran his hand down his face, looking very much his age at the moment. My stomach tumbled a bit at the sight. I had just finished giving him the rundown on the past few days an...

Riverside Rendezvous

The cruel banshee I called a student decided to wake me up by ripping the blanket off my bed. My adrenaline spiked, and I barely registered the time it took to go from lying on my side to crouching...

Aftercare With Annie

“Uh oh,” I muttered, squinting at the filet medallion sizzling on my stove. Was that char or a burn?

 “Uh oh?” asked Annie, looking up from where she was editing our JinJin video...

The Match Is Lit

Annie threw herself into the lesson with everyt

Training Day

It was cloudy Sunday, with a chance for light rain, but was otherwise perfect for an outdoor workout. I'd tidied my place up and had even run out in the early morning to get a few rugs to make it l...

Setting Dates

I scrolled through picture after picture of willowy, picturesque women in scandalous attire bent in incredible poses. My eyes stayed locked on the screen, not moving even as I took a bite of my che...

Welcome to Black Harbor 3

As much as I wanted to fall face forward onto my bed when I got home, there was the little issue that I was technically bleeding to death. I say technically because by the mechanics of being a Play...

Welcome to Black Harbor 2

Chinatown on a warm, late Summer night smelled like pot stickers, charcoal, and home. It was Friday and the people were out, about, and buzzing with excitement. Plastic tables with chain smoking un...

Welcome to Black Harbor 2

Chinatown on a warm, late Summer night smelled like pot stickers, charcoal, and home. It was Friday and the people were out, about, and buzzing with excitement. Plastic tables with chain-smoking un...

Welcome to Black Harbor 1

Years-worn grooves in my muscle memories kicked in the next morning, taking over for my conscious mind. I rolled off the couch I'd fallen asleep on and immediately dropped into clap pushups. I was ...

Prologue

Prologue

It was game night. A cat side-eyed us from the door, upset as it was every week to have its nap time so rudely interrupted. The familiar smell of pizza and dry-erase...