Authors note. I wrote this fairly quickly as it had been rattling around in my head for a while. Some may find it distressing to read. It was certainly unpleasant to put into words but I felt the need to get it down and so I have. I have deliberately note said what was written on the piece of paper as I wanted you to think for yourselves what it might have...
Dr. Kessa Brammer led him through a creaking metal door into the last storage room in the antiquities department. He stepped past her at her direction, looking around the chamber with slight un-ease. He was perhaps her brightest student, which was part of why she liked him. She pushed her weight against the metal door, which creaked closed, and latched with...
Mary sat stiffly in her chair. She was unused to being kept waiting, but hid her displeasure her upbringing and refinement had taught her better: A lady is always self possessed, her mother admonished, regardless of how she finds herself. Well past the age of marriage, her intemperate tongue had dissuaded many suitors over the years. Two weeks ago on her n...
Michael had had a bit of luck when he started looking for a new house. He heard through friends that Mr. Robertson had landed a good job overseas and was looking to sell house and furniture as a package deal. He was able to step in and get the house at a good price, not dirt cheap but possibly slightly under market, as Mr. Robertson was willing to cut the pr...
Sarah stood naked in front of her bedroom window, watching the cars and trucks silently move through the streets of Winsome Bay. From this height, the cars appeared to have lost their individuality under the shroud of night, appearing as solid snakes of moving red and white light slithering in-between buildings. Even the buildings themselves had a slight bes...
The two men were standing on the beach, gazing out to sea. One threw pebbles and the other sketched the ocean and setting sun in charcoal. Mana watched them, hiding behind a large rock near a cave only a few dolphin lengths away. She had watched them arrive at the deserted beach, walking from the large square box her father had called a castle. It had high r...
Heather wasn't even planning on attending college. Her grades in high school had been abysmal and there were the endless confrontations with teachers and the school administration. They claimed that she was a "discipline problem" and had "problems with authority figures". However her mother had enticed her with tales of a private school where they did thing...
To say I was intimidated by my arrival at the University of Arizona would be the largest of understatements. I was terrified. I had just graduated from a high school that contained less than a thousand students in it's entirety to a school that boasted fifty thousand students across several large campuses. I was at the main campus and I was suddenly reduced...
(Three short short stories in the vein of Edgar Allan Poe to pay tribute to that master of literary horror stories on the 7 October anniversary of his death in 1849) The Rächer For the horrific tale I am about to narrate, I neither expect nor solicit sympathy or expiation, but compelled to tell it I am, as it is with me every waking moment. Would that I co...
Kyle is in a nasty mood, and shows her frustration at Erik's new playmate. Contains fetish, voyeur, lesbian and mild bondage. .... Maya looked to me for guidance after Kyle had snapped at her for a second time. I looked back at her placidly and continued eating, while Maya's nervousness grew. Kyle had returned from a week-long modeling shoot - her career...