Evan did his best to steady himself as the cobblestone tore and morphed from the obscene force below him. Lewis had already evacuated with most of the others, but the darkness will take more than the building in a matter of minutes. Evan tracked carefully down the stone stairwell as the darkness grew more heavy, suffocating even as it seemed to snuff out all...
Amber despised this place; it was so clean and smelled of lavender. Like there was a freaking pretty boy shower around the corner and these preppy freaks had to wash their hair with expensive foreign scented crap. She swallowed sicken at the smell she knocked lightly on the door, knowing her stomach would twist at this preppy guys 'clean perfect pretty' room...
This is part 3 of a multi-part story. The main characters are: Chris - the main POV character. Jenny - Chris' wife Desdemona aka "Mona" - a mysterious, beautiful redhead who moved in next door to Chris and Jenny Lazarus - Mona's husband, as yet only referred to The story began with Chris having a series of recurring wet dreams featuring a beautiful re...
It was a day like any other, actually it was worse than any other day. Norton at the age of 26 has lost his job. Working at his dead end job for five years he finally made a mistake big enough for him to be fired. Technically it wasn't his fault, they brought in a new guy and to make a long story short the new guy damaged some company owned prroperty under h...
"What do I say to him, though?" Emily groaned in frustration, struggling to keep up with Rebecca's longer stride. The pair were now journeying on foot across the walkways and pedestrian thoroughfares of the city—they would be at AnimeCon soon, and even after two hours of discussing it, Emily still had no clue what she was going to do. "I think you should ju...
The club was filled nearly to the brim, as it often – maybe always – was on such rare evenings. The event had been advertised in the usual manner: private invitations sent discreetly to the residences of those club members for whom the event would hold a particular interest, and more general advertisements placed for weeks prior in the entrance way as well a...
Prologue John was happy to be finally moving out of the shit hole he'd been calling home for the past 4 years, while he'd made the best of a bad situation the single room in a house-share in the small market town in Buckinghamshire had long since gotten too small for his personality. His books and music had piled up and piled up until he could barely move,...
I walked into the bedroom wearing these soft material, black pants, and nothing else. The bedroom had white walls, with plush wine colored carpet, a platform bed (Japanese bed) with matching wine colored sheets and dark colored dressers with lit candles on it and along the wall. You were in the middle of the room, near the bed, kneeling down with your legs...
He was two hundred years old. Well, actually, he was born of the flesh two hundred and twenty three years ago, but recreated two hundred years ago. His name was Trent; he had jet black hair, snow-white skin, stood six feet tall and was among the five hundred some undead persons living in Cleveland. She was twenty-three years of age. Her light brown hair fel...
"Happy birthday, Ken!" He smiled, knowing that whatever his best friend gave him as a gift, he would love it and cherish it. The gift-wrapped box was large, but the contents within barely made any noise as he gently shook it, so he could not even venture a guess as to what she had bought him. "Consider this both a birthday present and a bit of decoration...