This is not your typical incubus story. But then, this story did not come about in a typical way. I normally see a story in my mind, flesh it out as it plays through my mind several times, and then write it out. This story would not do that. It remained jumbled and kept going down what were apparently dead ends. Then I realized that what I was seeing in my...
(I'd like to thank the people who read this story and offered their time and talent in editing, particularly snooper and Intriguess. This story is very carefully told from the point of view of only one person. If you are wondering what the other characters are thinking or feeling then I invite you to use your imagination. If you are so inclined, please feel...
Ray Boden was just pulling into the parking lot when his phone buzzed with a text message from his wife, Monica: ups tracking says your xmas present was delivered! Monica loved internet tracking. She followed the progress of online orders across the country with the interest of a sports fan tracking fantasy football stats. Ray stuffed the phone back in his...
Just a quick 750 word story for the project. Hope you enjoy it. Nobody under 18. It's a fictional story. Enjoy. * She was incredibly beautiful. I thought there is just no way in hell... she must be a vice cop. I watched her hips sway with each step, her big braless tits swaying as well. She was stacked and black as coal. Her heels, stilettos really, were...
When the doorbell rang, I thought I was going to explode. I stamped on the power switch for the vacuum cleaner and strode to the door, flinging it open with enough force to bend the metal door stop. "What the hell do you want?" The woman standing on the doorstep just stared at me for a moment, blinking her perfectly mascara-ed eyes at me. "Hello, sir. I'm...
January 1st. Two thousand and twenty. Twelve – o – one am. Was the night – the solitary moment – I died for the second time. In a bar awash with the scents of sweat, beer and vile deeds. In a town so drenched in its unforgivable actions it should have been a portal to Hell rather than a shit hole a few scant miles from middle-class suburbia. As the sear...
Pt. VIII: The Screw Up Janet stood on the corner of 7th Avenue and Readmore as she had been instructed over the phone by someone claiming to be a Follower of Anubis. She knew undercover agents were everywhere, but look as she might she couldn't detect them. Which was a good thing, since she didn't want her contact to spook. She was scared, but at the same...
The rest of the weekend passed uneventfully. Most of the tenants were gone until Sunday evening, when they straggled back in and prepared for another week of school. Danny Kaiser, much to Louise's surprise, would hardly make eye contact when he came in on Sunday afternoon. Louise felt a vague unease, but chalked it up to a little lingering guilt. Her other...
"I know why you're here," the old man says. He is sitting at the back of the club, still wrapped in a shawl despite the roaring fire behind him. He doesn't bother to turn, instead staring into the flickering flames as he sips a glass of brandy. "I've seen that look before, that hunger. You think you've exhausted every pleasure this world has to offer and yo...
"I can't fail this class." Katrina grumbled lowering her head to cover up her grade. She been all around blessed for most of her life, she'd been born into a well to do family, not rich by most standards but well enough off that her parents had given her a car when she turned sixteen. A combination of genetics and an obsession with staring at sweaty boys in...