Wight Snow I: Humanity: Wight Snow, #1

By Leona D. Reish

For the coastal city of Meirport, some days are the passing of business as usual, while others are the passing of an unholy contagion that warps the landscape into a decrepit playground of ghoulish lust and insatiable dominance. The eyes of powerful undead beings – an ethereal wight and cunning lich – have fallen on the city, and as their will seeps through the streets and creeps over the unknowing in a blanket of pure Wight snow and fog, nothing will ever be the same.

For those who have not yet fallen to their grasp, it’s time to run, hide, or face the haunting music that calls for their submission.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Leona D. Reish
• Release date: Jan 6, 2016
• ISBN: 9781524220327

Leona D. Reish

From demons to monsters and demi-human monster girls, Leona D. Reish draws from the paranormal, myth and fantasy to create otherworldly stories of sweet corruption, divine machination and the most unlikely romances. It is here, beyond the odd vampire and werewolf, that you’ll touch tales of tails from deeper into the realms of fantasy. From lamiae and arachnes to other powerful undead and divine rulers, behind every face lies familiar desires and vulnerable hearts. Not every story is set in such high fantasy, however, as more grounded contemporary and even historic tales have been written in which more domestic taboos and powers are often revelled in. Throughout them all Leona brings an understanding of the delicacy and romance underlying darker kinks and fetishes to present the most erotic escapes to realms that can – and often should – only exist by the blessing of books and the support of avid readers. To this day Leona fights all the world’s evils within her mind to strive to bring you more great content. If you’ve enjoyed what she does and want to see more, consider following her profile and showing your support on social media where comments are always appreciated and help reinforce that the audience is really there.

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This book contains graphic sexual content, including the following:

MMF & FFM Threesomes

Femdom

Sexual slavery

Cock worship & sloppy fellatio

Cunnilingus & face sitting

Considerable size differences

Breeding & creampie

Humanity

The clatter of a crate falling to the bustling cobble street of Meirport marked the tenth hour of a cold autumn’s day, gulls seeming to cackle at the hardships of humans beneath them. Yelling oaths after a hooded figure that fled the scene, a disgruntled store keeper waved his cleaver around threateningly as he ran out into the market street.

The slippery thief had the advantage of a head start into the crowd, yet came to a halt when a horse-drawn carriage almost ran over the lad who dropped to the ground to avoid them. Rearing up, the two drawing horses whinnied in shock at the fool leaping out in front of them to be trampled and run over, but neither’s hoof caught his lowered head. The carriage’s driver, covered in a thick traveling coat and low-drawn hood seemed not to care, simply waiting for the horses to calm, though did bear an impatient frown beneath the shadow of the cowl.

Hah, gotcha! Last time you vandal my flaming store! Lunging and grabbing the thief, the shopkeeper grinned as he dragged him back off the road to protests and pleas from the thief that all went ignored. Clapping the reigns, the ornate carriage carried on down the rickety street indifferently, all making room for its passing.

From within, behind the finery of the carriage windows, a lone noble lady stared out at the petty thief being pulled away, before sitting back and letting her gaze swing across the crowd. A colourful rabble, to be certain. Catching the gaze of one looking in on her, the noble lady’s dark eyes paused on the inquisitive woman in the crowd.

A simple girl, rustic brown hair twined into a pair of braids that rested neatly over her shoulders with seemly, innocent blue eyes. The girl was quick to startle and look away from the noble like some timid animal, leaving her to smile at the deference. At least that one knew her place.

The carriage rolled by without event, leaving the girl to rub her cheeks and shake off the shame of having been caught staring. To gape and wonder at the riches of nobility was one thing, but to be noticed doing so... she counted herself lucky to not be taken away like that fool thief.

Glancing to the now unmanned storefront and pursing thinned lips, perhaps it would be better to shop elsewhere today. A sharp, bitter wind washed in off the coast, leaving a bad premonition with her. There were much more pleasant places to be than here. Tightening the shawl around her shoulders and sighing into the autumnal chill, the young woman moved on to another market, further from the coast and closer to home, slipping quickly into a familiar store.

Hoi, Julia! Come in! And shut the door, it’s cold out there. Greeted by a much warmer and familiar voice, the young woman named Julia did just that, smiling in return as she entered the simple comforts of the herbal store run by a kind lady with soft black hair bunched to a single tail that looked not years older than Julia herself. Had her mother not known the woman since she was young, Julia would not have believed she was so much older than she seemed, but there was a certain maturity in the beauty-marked woman’s emerald eyes when she smiled that hinted at the truth.

Hah, it’s always cold out, especially this time of year. It’s good to see you so spirited, Lynne. Julia put in, smiling as she entered the store to browse the nearest wall of jars of all from oil and salt to distant spices. As a coastal trade city, Meirport came by a vast range of goods – both from as near as their frigid neighbours to the north and as far as exotic lands across the sea.

Aye, well it so happens I got news of a big shipment off the docks, so I cracked open some good spice for heated wine. Happily gesturing over behind her through the open door to her kitchen and its burning stove, a kettle whistled with steam atop one of the plates, several empty flasks and jars lined up alongside it.

Isn’t this a little early for that? Julia put in incredulously, a brow raised as she picked out a fresh selection of simple herbs and grain tailored to good health. Lynne was missing, leaving the shop front