When I look up to the skies I see your eyes a funny kind of yellow I rush home to bed I soak my head I see your face underneath my pillow I wake next morning tired still yawning See your face come peaking through my window Pictures of matchstick men and you Mirages of matchstick men and you All I ever see is them and you Pictures of Matchstick Men Status Qu...
The rest of the band filed off the stage leaving Ashton standing alone. He pressed the microphone to his lips, raised a triumphant, leather-clad fist, and roared: "We! Are! Jarl Slayer!" A few tables in the back of the bar pattered a polite applause. Ashton swallowed and continued. "Now keep it going for your next band: Midnight Alibi!" The venue erupt...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Chapter 1 "Kill her, and be done with it." Two Avarian brutes had caught her, disturbingly easily -- her head was ringing from the force of being suddenly slammed into the ubiquitous graphite composite of which much of her civilization was built. She had no idea it was so hard. Rain began, though she hardly noticed. The one who had thrown her, now punche...
Hi all, I'm back with some more zombie/succubus shenanigans, just in time for the fall season! If you're new to this, it's a spin-off from my main storyline, HFHM. While not necessary, you definitely want to read through Book Two of HFHM to fully understand some of the background. Returning readers, it's about damn time we see what the inside of an Order's...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Here it is, my contribution to the "Welcome To The New World" event. I hope you like it. I couldn't believe he was gone. He was thirty-five, six years older than I was. Way too young to die. Then again, he didn't die a natural death. He died a horrible miserable death on the streets of some third-world shithole, gunned down with several of the men he was tr...
Many of the more well to do in the little town of Waterloo looked down on the Rogers family as did many of the not so well to do. There were many different reasons for this attitude, but they all had some bearing on the family's way of life and physical characteristics. The men were short, wiry, towheaded, thin faced men. They all had prominent adams apples...
Chapter 1: How It All Began Everything is quiet in the quiet town of Mulberry, Nebraska. But something happened, something bad, very bad. On this very night, the town will suffer terribly as well as the people in it. The people will not be normal people, the town will not be a normal town. While the people die along with the town, Mulberry will be destro...
Chapter 1 Palmer McIntyre sat on his porch enjoying the morning view of the shallow valley below. The narrow-broken skyline of Gallatin, Missouri could be seen peeking between the rustling tips of lush green trees in the distance. Listening to the morning news on the old radio, a broadcast caught his attention. "This is Roger Cross with breaking news; A...