Melanie sighed as the light came on and the chime sounded. She'd signed on for this duty. She'd even volunteered. But it did get tedious. Standing up, sliding a bookmark into her novel, Melanie waited for the chamber to open. A month ago, she'd been a lieutenant in the Black Navy, defending the planet against off world invaders. The war had been over for fi...
Derrick wondered if picking up a hitchhiker would be such a good idea. He normally frowned on such things, but when he saw the woman on the side of the road, shuffling along sadly in her flowing white dress, he felt an unaccustomed twinge of pity. Why he felt pity he had no idea, for though she seemed sad she was beautiful and didn't seem the type to need an...
Disclaimer: I do not own iZombie. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. This story takes place after Season 1. ***** Liv Moore went rigid, her pupils dilated and her vision was suddenly taken over. It was never pleasant receiving one of her 'visions'. Well, there were one or two which had ended pleasantly, especially on her latest brain,...
Harriet Kono wrote notes in her I-pad journal under the file heading 1:23. *Donny Steven's recent vocalizations, Elsa, awesome, clowns. *Test subject Kent Orlando, under for three hours two minutes. *Test subject Donny Stevens under for fifty four minutes. Harriet checked her laptop to see if her messenger avatar had made contact with the test subjec...
/* Author's note: This is a short story I wrote with a close friend of mine quite a while back for a creative writing project at school. Since then, it has been labeled as a "creepypasta" and re-posted in several different places on the internet. I asked the co-author for permission to post this here, and she is completely fine with it. This story is complet...
A part of Liv would miss happy-go-lucky brain, but ever since the boat, she preferred to take life as it was, rather than how she'd like it to be. Otherwise, she would've taken a Scientology pamphlet a long time ago. New brain was a case of autoerotic asphyxiation, and in a woman no less. Liv almost felt proud. Took dedication for a girl to be that into ma...
Chapter #1 Natalie's Basement Encounter The sun was shining bright on this early November morning in Mid-Town Manhattan. Driving down the street was Natalie. Natalie was driving to work at the mammoth Clamp Center. A technological marvel that had everything fully automated. From motion detecting lights to talking elevators, the Clamp Center had everything a...
I am running. On the run. Again. My lungs are two loaves of agony in my heaving chest, screaming curses at me with every gasp of air. My legs pump me forward even though they are full of lead and liquefied packing peanuts. Faster, Val. My toes and the balls of my feet fight for purchase on the moss-covered, uneven ground. Run! My heart is pounding in...
The following is an original work of fiction. All characters belong to the author and any likenesses to real people or places is purely coincidental. Please do not copy or repost any part or portion of this work to any other website. Eris Jade ***** He comes home late, blood-drunk and smelling like stale smoke and the air at midnight. The top three button...
Hi. I'm a tour guide. No... Well, that's my part-time job. My main job involves taking well-dressed stiffs on their last ride before they end up 6 under. It's like taxi driving; only difference is the customer doesn't complain about your driving. Too bad they don't tip though. You see, thanks to my job I get to see cemeteries a lot. So, to make a buck when t...