baltimore estate

It was actually happening. Chloe was going to get away from her father. She had made plans with Pandora and with Malara already. The only thing left for Chloe to do was one of the most important - Amber needed to stop living at the mansion. Amber seemed troubled, lately. Chloe blamed this on...

Chloe had decided to branch out with her demon summoning. Instead of summoning another one of the Goetia, she wanted to follow up on something she found in a cursed grimoire. A demon without a true name, which as far as Chloe could tell came from more than one hell at the same time, including...

When Chloe woke up that Monday, she started to cry. She couldn't tell if it was sadness or relief. The last few nights, she had avoided the spider girl. She had stopped kissing Amber goodnight, stopped telling her she loved her - she stopped remembering that she was a mother, only knowing that...

As Vito's driver picked up Pandora, Malara and the spiderlings from Malara's home (apparently, they were there to get taken care of Cat, of all people), there was one particular spiderling that wasn't there. Amber. She was with her mother, Chloe, in particular. Now, Vito didn't want to start...

"Caa-oohff-oohff-oohff-oohhhfff!" coughed Amber as she wheezed into her arm. She let out weak groan as she roll over to the other side of her bed. A lot of people were had recently gotten sick since the party she had attended that was ironically about anti-disease preventative measures. She...

Ossa was the smallest of her siblings, that was certain. And that only made it scarier when someone bigger than them tried to talk to her. Mama had brought her to visit Amber's other mom, and hadn't let her stay in the little silk web hammock she usually made beneath mama's abdomen to hide. So...

The day had finally come. The reality of Chloe's motherhood was finally starting to hit her, now that Amber was sitting next to her in a car ride back to her home. Today, Chloe was going to help Amber get set up in her new room. They were going to spend the weekend together, at the very least...

Chloe had draped herself over the back of a couch, feet in the air, staring at the ceiling. Arach was still with her, having just finished giving her little presentation on the other Goetic dukes her father competed with. And Chloe was bored. With Chloe's weekend lesson in the Goetia over...