This story is dedicated to Mo, my inspiration and driving force in beginning to write again. It's been quite some time since my last submission, so please, leave feedback, good or bad. *************************** It amazes me that I enjoyed my own death as much as I did. I expected to die of old age, asleep in my bed. However, much to my delight and surpri...
It is a gorgeous spring Saturday, as I open my bedroom window just before Easter. The morning air is very crisp and drizzled with the scent of dew. The sound of the mourning doves echoes in the hallway leading to the front door. Today, I will feed my inner beast and demons My Empress and our close friend, Kitten, are heading to the shopping mall this mornin...
Please feel free to vote and make constructive criticism of this story. * * * * * John was outside when the storm hit. He was in the back part of the property when the lightning started. He was mending a fence at when he first heard the thunder. He looked up and saw the darkened sky when a flash of lightning illuminated the area he was in. The accompanyin...
The night carries many strange stories, some terrifying and horrible, for the night is the realm of the unseen. If you listen to those unseen voices of the dark, you can hear tales that will blast your mind and soul. One of the voices flying the night winds tells of the entity known as Chulauga. Come now, and read what the night wind speaks. Kathy Brenner a...
Sipping at my drink and half listening to the man next to me, who has been regailing me with the wonders of his business strategy for what seems like an age, but must only be 5 minutes, I let my eyes, shielded by my sunglasses, search for you amongst the crowd. When I find you, easily spottable standing taller than most men, I am pleased to see that your eye...
The next morning white fog laid thick over the lake. It did weird things to sound, muffling some sounds from the forest and sharpening others. It was difficult to figure out where some sounds were coming from. When Tiffany poked her tousled head out of the tent, she couldn't tell where the sun was in the sky, although there was enough light to easily see by....
I watched him, as he seemed to be watching me. There he stood with his long black hair; intense blue eyes the kind you associated with ice, and a body to die for. He looked like an angel. He sent me a long lust-filled look. It sent chills though me making me re-think my first impression. This man was no angel. "Can I help you?" I finally asked as I continu...
Billy looked to the stars, to the full moon hanging above. She sighed, what a come down after a truly wonderful night. She had been to the annual Halloween Festival at the old Glastonbury hall. Goblins drank blood red punch with lofty spirits. Ghouls ate crispy finger foods with Witches. Wizards floated on the dance floor with beautiful deathly visions. A ca...
I opened my eyes to the utter darkness and stretched the kinks that came from the long day of sleep. I reached up and pressed against the lid of my coffin. As the lid rose, the dim twilight hit me, making me squint against the fearsome horror of the dying sun. The pain blotted out the dream of...her. Sat up and rose from my bed. I stretched again to blink a...
Another essay, another glimpse at an officer back from overseas duty and the places he visits with his girl. * The sweet tart red tropical juice trickled down my throat and soothed away the heat. How considerate of the room steward to leave the pitcher and ice, I thought. His soft comment earlier in the morning however, deeply concerned me. Spoken as I lef...