***More Months Later*** Entry VIII Dear Diary, Even as I set pen to your much abused pages, I almost find myself weeping again for you. For myself. For all that happened, and how much has changed. I look back now on the past three months as a truer loss of innocence than anything else that has ever touched me. Though had any called me innocent before I wo...
“Help me.” She stumbled toward me on the empty beach, completely naked – not a hair on her body. She had been shaved clean, from the top of her head down the length of her legs. I would have blamed what I saw that morning on the drinking I did all night, but she wasn’t acting like a girl in my dreams. She crawled and ran and brushed unseen hands off her bod...
Vanessa was home alone. Her parents were away on business trips and her two younger brothers were at a sleep-over. It was a Friday night and she was enjoying the solitude from the household craziness. She didn't have any plans—she didn't want any. Vanessa wanted to relax, to enjoy her solitude quietly, peacefully. She had already taken care of locking...
Hello, and welcome to the eleventh issue of Tales from Snippettsville, Short Stories From A Small Town. If you want to know what it's all about, go to Snippettsville Group If you have any feedback, and let's face it, as writers we all love feedback, just click on the author's name, in blue at the head of their piece. If you want to make a general comment...
From beneath a thick veil of dark auburn bangs, Alex's crystal blue eyes peered down the sparsely lit stairwell as he pushed the basement door open. Dim light from a single bulb overhead illuminated his smooth, soft features. Clad in a dusty old pair of baggy, black denim jeans, a length of rope coiled in one of the belt loops, his rough, rugged bare feet tr...
Jet lag can be a killer but it can also be a giver. If John McClane hadn't been fighting his jet lag in the corporate bathroom, he would have been rounded up with the others and the Die Hard franchise would have been snuffed at birth. Yippee-Ki-Yay mother hubbard! I'd been burning the candle not at both ends but burning it twice as fast on the work end. No...
I'm writing this story for the sake of writing ... and sex. Don't ask, don't wonder, just shut up and enjoy, okay? ;) Hellboy © Mike Mignola & Dark Horse. Kara & Omophagia © me. We were sitting on that steep hill, me and Hellboy, side by side, looking down to the gray lake below. The sun was setting behind the tall firs, heating our backs and sweeping a war...
The following evening the Prince arrived home and they had a nice meal together. He acted as if nothing had happened and she was happy to pretend it hadn't. After dessert and cuddling by the fire, he said they should adjourn to the bedroom. When they entered, her handmaid was waiting and he said the maid would help her prep and he would be right back. Her nu...
EPISODE IV "A Death In The Family" Written By: J. Jasper Martin Inspired by Alissa Wilkins. CAST Adrienne Wilkinson – Eve Tsianina Joelson – Varia Emily Perkins – Constance Julie Strain – Daphmina Reese Fairchild – Cyane Amy Smart – Aimee Kirsten Davis – Sonya Ingrid Park – Serita Chrissy Massey – Chrissy Mimi Rogers – Ophelia Alissa Wilkins – Alissa S...
Chapter 2: Lawrence Lawrence Godwin was walking through the heavy forest canopy when he came across what he thought was a massacre. Bodies were sprawled everywhere on the ground. Silvery blood and gore flowing everywhere. He gripped his crossbow tightly and started looking for survivors. No luck. "Poor sods." he sighed. "Must be them, fucking slavers...