I arrived at Miss Summer house around mid-morning on Saturday. I took a breath and nervously knocked at the door. After a short while I heard the lock turn and Miss Summers opened the door. 'Hello Michael, do come in.' She stepped back and I entered her hallway and waited for her to close the door. 'Come along' she said as she walked past me. I followed h...
"I don't really understand how something that happened in high school can have anything to do with the way I'm feeling now?" Karen said while laying on the comfortable leather couch. She was slim and fit, her clothing was stylish and polished, and her brown hair was pulled back tightly and pinned out of the way. At twenty nine, she was a college graduate, en...
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- FOREWORD: ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is an epistolary horror story, in the tradition of Stephen King's Carrie or Bram Stoker's Dracula. It's like the literary equivalent of a found-footage movie, I suppose. I'...
Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....
It was nice to be home after spending the better part of 2 months in Europe. Jane, Judy and I were quickly settling into our old routine and, our newest family member, Lily, was quickly adapting to life in Chicago. Classes were still a few weeks from starting so Jane and I decided that we should turn our attention to what Judy and Emily were doing as they ma...
Chapter 3 – Implosion To the people who had been reading this, I apologize for the break in chapters. Due to personal illness, a death in the immediate family and the holidays I lost my way for a while. Personal depression is no excuse and I will try to get the rest of the chapters out in a timely manner. Thank you for your patience JDC. I suggest you read...
Alan smiled at the perky blonde college student in the passenger seat of his sedan. "So Catelyn, have you figured out what your major is going to be yet?" "Mister Denny, are you wearing makeup?" It wasn't a question, it was a challenge. Her brown eyes watched him without flinching, waiting to see how he'd respond. The question was so unexpected, it knifed...
"Okay, Everybody, that's it for today! Good practice everyone," Mrs. Summers called out, clapping her hands to bring all of the team in from the outfield. From your vantage point on the bench, you surreptitiously watch her as she walks back and forth along the front of the dugout, your eyes running up and down her long bare legs as she paces in fro...
Prologue: Spring 1962 The room was quiet except for the occasional whimpering of the baby in his mother's arms. She continued to rock gently, all the while kissing him and whispering sweet things in his ear. Although the nurses tried every night to rock him to sleep, it was she who had the touch he wanted and needed. Exhausted and fighting sleep herself, s...
Author's Note: Thanks to Krissta for her work in editing this whopping tale for me! This one was a little hard to categorize, so please bear in mind that although I put it in Nonhuman, it could easily have fit into Erotic Horror too. Also for forewarning, it has elements of First Time, Romance, Anal and Sci-Fi/Fantasy. It's also an entry in the Halloween con...