The woman known to the few who were aware of her as Beth looked around at the paintings covering every inch of her small, dark castle. Lady Elisabeth Della Nostrum, or Beth as her modern name had become, quietly smiled to herself as she eyed the colourful pictures. Not photos, at least that part of the legends was true. Beth was always amused at some of her...
Smiling with utmost satisfaction, I licked my lips, tasting the last droplets of Esther Rosenberg's blood before dropping her corpse unceremoniously on the ground. At last, the Huntress is no more. And vampires and Hunters far and wide will know that I, Hanna Ismail is the one who brought her down. I looked at Esther Rosenberg one last time before disposing...
"Mariam Ali, you have been found guilty of murder, for this the sentence is death by decapitation, to be carried out in thirty days, may The Most High have mercy on your soul," said the Cleric, Ahmad Ibn Youssef, speaking for the High Court of Saudi Arabia. And I looked at them with my head held high, from the pew of the accused. Even in Riyadh's criminal co...
Gabriel couldn't manage to get use to the stale smell of the catacomb of mazes he'd discovered in the abandon silver mines. He wasn't sure what had led him to the place where he kept his sister Madelyn captive, but all the still it had served its purpose well. He'd known weeks earlier that his young, beautiful, vibrant sister hadn't been acting herself. It...
Notes: This is a first for me and hopefully not the last. To the best of my knowledge this is original work, nothing is truly original anymore but rather a retelling of old stories with new flavors. There is no sex in this chapter but there will be some in the future, slow burn, it's how I write, if you want a quick fix you'll have to go elsewhere. There wil...
Laurie Catherine Fallon Day 50th: May 29, 1992 In my dream I held pieces of my skull in the crease of my temporal lobes. I imagined the place where the axe cut the stones or the guillotine set up to make the ritual more predictable. It was as if I lived in the blood of my menstrual cunt. I fumbled square balls transformed into testicles and I ran up the...
(The characters are not my property. They belong to Mutant Enemy and the amazing Joss Whedon. This begins immediately after the last scene of "Not Fade Away".) * "Why do they always have to make speeches?" Angel asked himself, through the aches and pains that defined his world right now. In the movies they do that so that the good guy can get rescued at th...
Feet skidded on the concrete as she took the corner too fast. Her hand reached out to grab the edge of the building in an effort to keep her balance and twist her momentum. The shadow, the thing, was quickly gaining on her. She knew it without looking back. She could almost sense the beast four feet behind her but she refused to look. She kept her eyes focus...
And that night he plays a memorable show, his concentration so acute, his character so life-like that the audience sits in trance. He can see individual faces among them, Adison and Victor of course, filled with love and pride for him. The American guy from the dangerous threesome, with an enraptured girl at his side. Miss Yves in her usual spot on the b...
Gilligan's Island: The Viagraberry Bush The Professor called Skipper into his hut. “Wonderful news! I just heard on the radio that the United States Geological Survey mission to the South Pacific has extended their tour! By triangulating their itinerary against the daily rising of the star Aldeberan, and taking into account the longitudinal variations vis-à...