Anna's Humble Home Anna and Gina chatted away ignoring me as I followed a respectful three paces behind them walking out of the restaurant. I fetched coats at the door. The coat-check girl, a kitschy tart who habitually flirted for tips, pointedly eyed (sparkly purple eye shadow) my crotch as I handed her the ticket. With a sniggering grin (glossy scarlet l...
"Moe, you are absolutely useless as an agent," said Lucifer Morningstar, shaking his head in sheer disappointment. Asmodeus stood ramrod straight before the Throne of the Lord of Hell, head bowed and face grim as he took his latest rebuke. I hope he doesn't execute me, Asmodeus thought. Not because he feared death, but because he knew for certain that he wou...
The suns barely starting to rise and the humidity is already reminding him of his last trip into the jungle. Except this isn't some jungle and he isn't on foreign soil. No, today he's in the area of the country known as the Ozarks. A rolling hill, heavily wooded area that the locals decided to add the word mountains to the name. Mountains, yeah what the fuck...
"Ma'am, are you alright?" came a voice, and I stared at the two uniformed men who stood a few meters from me, wondering why they felt the need to shine their flashlights in my face. I looked at them through dazed eyes, and smiled through bloodied lips. Oh, not my blood, I assure you. I fed on a vagrant earlier, and discarded him in a nearby dumpster. "Oh, I...
Epilogue Sandra found herself in a drugged daze lying on a pile of hessian sacks that seemed to rock to a gentle rhythm beneath her. As more of her senses returned to her she realised she was in a goods wagon on a train. Her body seemed slow to respond to her brains instructions as her head turned slowly to take in her surroundings and to assess what was ha...
Life is hard, folks. Mine is much harder than yours, no matter what you say. Things haven't changed in the future, I'm afraid. Even in the year 7899 A.D. it's still a fight for survival. My name is Arcanium Heracles, of the planet Barokh and I am the captain of the great spaceship Moctod. Who is speaking to you? The hero of this fascinating story. I'm a tall...
Needless to say, the rest of the plane ride was quiet. The girls had all gone to bed, and I had washed myself of the rotten feeling which had followed so closely with undeniable ecstasy. I had never had a night of passion even closely related to that night. I had never even had dreams that were that surreal and fantastic. As my alarm clock rang out, spelling...
I want to thank my editor MidtownKitten for her great editing. I have made some changes to some of my earlier stories (new editors) and you might want to reread them if you have already, or read them if you haven't. I do appreciate constructive comments and Emails. High ratings will encourage me to write future stories. ======= "Good morning, Uncle Dave,...
It was early August before I saw Edie again, though we were speaking on the phone almost every day. I was glad I lived in an area where I could use a cell phone. If I lived where my parents did, the long-distance tolls would have eaten me alive. It was funny. Having spent the weekend with Edie, and scratched the itch only left me wanting more. Had we lived...
Alan couldn't move, he almost dared not to breathe, he knew she'd gone home, he knew she'd been homesick for centuries. What the hell was she doing back here? His mouth must have been hanging open cause Hopix started to laugh, "What have you missed me that much Alan?" Hopix giggled. "I thought you were gone for good! When I took you home I felt the longing...