The breeze is rustling through the palm trees outside when I hear the knock at the door of my spacious grass-roofed hut. I switch off my computer and rise, wearing my ceremonial red silk robe that the women of the village slaved over for two months. It is sleeveless and emphasizes my full breasts and hips. Opening the door, I greet Ailani in her native Poly...
A High Sweet Song by Maonaigh I'm going back to my writing roots with this story. It's been a long time since I wrote a Gothic weird tale/terror story and I didn't think I would ever write another. However, the idea for this one jumped into my head from nowhere and it just begged to be written. So for what it's worth, here it is and I hope you like it (al...
The aged door of the mansion creaked on its rusty hinges as Vera pushed it open, thunder cracking and lighting up the clouded sky as rain poured overhead. It spattered audibly on the cracked flagstones that made up the pathway leading to the entrance of the long abandoned building, through disheveled plants and out of control weeds that choked the once elega...
Eliza rolled over and reached for the bedside table. "All right, damn it!" she muttered as she fumbled for the phone which was repeating the silly ringtone which had seemed so cute when she downloaded it, but was now getting on her last nerve. "Hello and this had better be important!" she growled when she finally pried the phone open and tucked it under her...
From as early as fourth grade it was obvious that sports and I did not get along. I was either too slow or not coordinated enough. Team after team would either cut me, or only allow me to play the minimum amount of time that was required. When teams were picked in gym class, I was almost always chosen last. My uncle observed my frustration, and took it upon...
Cynder hated blind dates. She stared into the bay window of the restaurant. She could see her reflection in it and did a quick double check. Her long blond hair was held back in a fashionable ponytail, not that the latest trends had anything to do with it. It was practical as were her light spattering of make-up and the sun dress that she wore. She smiled at...
A devastating incident leads to two young women finding lesbian love, while two others cement their friendship. Part 3 of 5. The story thus far: In Part 1, Carol Gibson, the daughter of Pat and Mike of "To Serve and Protect" fame, is enrolling in college when she meets a high school classmate who's playing on the college softball team. They're also organiz...
Debbie Hyatt had walked by the Spare Time Bowling Center every evening since she had moved into her apartment down the block last week, but unlike the previous times Debbie found herself going toward the entrance. Her heart was racing because there was a bunch of boys around the front door smoking and talking loudly but fortunately for the shy teen they larg...
Their meeting was accidental. Paul had tried to keep them apart, but Elaine got the day confused. Each knew about the other because Paul had made no secret that he was dating two women. But seeing each other nevertheless was extremely awkward. So when Ginny opened the door to Paul's apartment and saw Elaine they both were somewhat shocked. Neither said a wor...
Friday evening: I race through the house and up the stairs. "Hey Dad, it's me, Maxi", I call. No reply. That figures: Dad's still on tour and Cindy probably went on another of her spa breaks. Suits me: no awkward questions from Dad about where I'm going and no bimbo step-mum to piss me off. Tonight's a big night and I'm already running late. I wriggle out...