With gratitude and apologies to Fredrick Brown, and those who preceded him. TW It was still Halloween. Barely. The Last Trick-or-Treater on Earth knocked on the door of the Evil Grown-up. Knock-knock! The Evil Grown-up sat in his living-room half-asleep, thinking deliciously evil thoughts. Visions of apples hiding razor-blades, gooey candy bars hiding se...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Greetings one and all, I'm JT, short for Jon Thomas. I was born 150 years ago. I lived for 50 years as a mortal and my immortal soul has spent the last 100 years in purgatory. As a mortal I worked for enterprising ladies who sought to sell their most personal and private possessi...
THIS IS A PARODY...IT IS NOT REAL...IT IS FICTION MEANT TO ENTERTAIN ONLY THIS IS A NEW SERIES ABOUT SUPERBABE A SUPER HOT SUPERHERO STARRING KIM KARDASHIAN AS SUPERBABE...THIS STORY ALSO HAS TWO FAMOUS MOVIE CHARACTERS IN IT DR EVIL AND FAT BASTARD...ENJOY. *** Hey there, I'm Commissioner Dick. I run the entertainment industry of Tinseltown. Recently, we...
SECTION ONE TIRO OF THE OPTIMATES The Optimates Ordinatius were a gypsy-like elfin band that weren't welcome in the towns and other places where humans dwelled. But that was OK. They didn't care to associate with humans, either. It wasn't that they had any animosity toward the humans it was simply a matter of them finding the human race as a whole, too c...
I'm going to be brutally honest here, folks. I hate bitches. I hate everything about them. They're wicked, evil and manipulative. They think that having a vagina grants them special rights. They ruin the lives of good men. They destroy entire families. They bring down whole organizations. They are agents of chaos and destruction and I hate them for it. I pit...
My dad had passed on six months earlier and left me a little over five grand and his 1968 BMW R1000 motorcycle. He'd loved this bike, more than my mother and me. That was obvious. He left us when I was eight, moved to LA to open a repair shop and to live in an area where he could "ride my bloody bike year round." Year round wasn't in Chicago where he'd ended...
This is part 2 of a multipart story, and it is recommended you go back and read Victorian Dreams Ch 01 to gain perspective. For those of you who have expressed interest in the story I thank you and offer this part for your enjoyment. This part as well as the prior part and any parts that fool are Copyright 2003, 2004 by Charles F. Johnson, and all rights a...
Fuck You TV. The network all about sex, more sex and all kinds of sleazy debauchery gone wild. Nonstop fuck fun and all around crazy ass horniness run amok. Buckle up. It's Fuck O Clock... This is a new series in the style of Kentucky Fried Movie from the 70's. It's a hodge podge of different short stories that aren't necessarily tied together in any way ot...
This is the third in a three part presentation of a novel. You should go back and read Victorian Dreams Ch 01 and Pt 2 to gain context before reading this third piece. This part, as well, as the two parts that preceed it are Copyright 2003, 2004 by Charles F. Johnson and all rights are reserved and protected under the Copyright laws of the United stats and...
My name does not matter. Who or what I am does not matter. I am not a man. I am not a woman. I am not an Angel, a God or a Demon. I am simply here and I have always been here. I am the chronicler of all that happens. Currently, I am walking around the remnants of the earth, looking at the aftermath of an ancient battle where the human race, the most magnific...