Alex woke up blinded by a wall of spotlights around her. She was standing on the same stage, and wearing the same ridiculously high heels as during yesterday's dream. Still, they felt strangely comfortable to her. She shook her head. It didn't make any sense. If this was all just a dream, how had it affected her feet so much yesterday? 'What is this? What...
This s a loose continuation of my first story: Out in the Rain *** It had been a busy month for 2 busy roommates. Neither of us were home much- both with busy jobs and outside projects, including some family requirements. So that crazy night in the rain had seemed almost a dream- a dream well worth remembering, but sometimes seemed like a figment of my hor...
Ellie and I became lovers when we were freshmen in college. She was this small, slight little goth girl, with waist-length straight black hair and flowing black dresses. Her smile was a Mona Lisa thing, fuzzy at the edges and hinting as something naughty. She rarely spoke but often stared, and it was this staring that originally caught my attention. We had a...
I was liking Zoey less and less. The sociopathic way she would sacrifice another girl to get past a Big Foot safely was horrible, but... I'd just gone along with it. What could I do? She literally had me by the balls the whole time, squeezing a little harder any time I started to argue. She knew how to manipulate people, both guys and girls. Once again she...
The Goth scene is one typically frequented by thin, angst ridden young people with attitudes to match their black outfits and graveyard themed accessories. Most of them grow out of it by their mid twenties, or so I'm told. I'm obviously not typical, as I'm still sitting here in the Goth club in my mid-thirties, I don't wear all black, and I'm certainly not s...
The circle was complete, the offerings ready and the summoner ready. But who was this mysterious character? Why did they want to summon something?What's next? Erin Kincaid, a 18 year old goth looking for revenge. What's next? Erin Kincaid, a 18 year old goth looking for revenge....
Friday night Natasha showed up at my apartment with a duffle bag slung over her shoulder. She had a beaming smile and her enthusiasm was potent. She very nearly swept me up in it. "Goth party tonight," she exclaimed, gushing with youthful enthusiasm, "Could you just die? Seriously, speaking on behalf of everybody who is like me in this building right now,...
Author's note: I could have written this with a more serious tone, but where's the fun in that? This took me about five hours, with breaks for coffee and a bit of pornography. Nothing about this story is meant to be taken seriously, least of all the theology. ## Oh, fuck, yeah, time to try and pull the band! I didn't really know the band. I don't thin...
Please read the first few chapters to help this make sense. As ever, everyone's over 18 in the story even if it's not stated. Please send feedback - I love to hear from you! "Well, mom? How do I look?" Jessica asked. Holly looked at her daughter and couldn't help but smile. Sister Corina had been right; in the two months they'd been at the Church of the Pr...
My heart beat inside my chest heavily as I finished the climb to the top story of the library for their public computers on campus. It was the most humiliating experience knowing that you once had a working laptop but a little spilt coffee and now you were forced to sit next to the guy who was mostly bald aside from the sickly thin ponytail sticking out the...