Written & edited by Amnoartist Chapter IV ======================================= Note: Beneath Her Flesh is a dark horror-themed series with a focus on story and characterisation. Eroticism will likely play a part where appropriate for the plot's benefit and advancement or delving deeper into the characters themselves. There will be no sex just for the s...
CHAPTER 13 After Martin left on Sunday, David went out to the ute and took a lot of the piled up items back into the shed. He'd been over-zealous. There was some potential in some of those things yet. He'd been relieved when Martin had gone home. He needed time to think and he couldn't get his head around things with him there. It was like his presence con...
My wife and I were staying in a motel on the way back from holiday. We checked in around 3 pm and relaxed poolside until dinner. This evening happened to be a special one with a barbecue served by the motel staff. We dressed casually and joined about 10 other couples for the barbecue. Pleasant conversation and nice people. Sometime later on, as the barbecu...
The neighborhood was upper middle income and the house was at the top of a small hillock with a street lined only on one side with homes. Houses fell away only on one side of the house and a small forested area existed on the other side and behind that was owned entirely by the government and couldn't be sold or built upon. The view from the house was a full...
Authour's Note: This story is the first in a series of stand-alone short stories about the titular character, Nellie. Each story that follows can be read on its own or together, in any particular order, though they will be posted in chronological order. The stories may fall under different categories, but all will tell tales of Nellie's various adventures....
Norman and I are workmates, we have worked together in the same frozen food factory for about six years and we get on well. But work is where it ends because we're such different people. For one thing he's around fifteen years older than me and he's the couch potato type that likes to watch a football game and have a few beers, while I'm more likely to be pl...
Authors note: Although the title might suggests otherwise, all characters in this story are at least 18 years old. The title is derived from the event on which the story concentrates in Chapters 1 and 2. 'Teen' meaning here being of the age of 18 and 19. ------------ We were back at my place much earlier than my boyfriend. Alicia and I chilled languidly...
Jodie looked around the half-empty restaurant, pushed a potato around her plate, then looked back up at Fred. How on Earth had she ended up in this situation? He smiled back at her. Fred's was a slightly crooked smile, but it was nice enough, especially with that fine jaw of his. His friendly eyes twinkled a little, but the conversation was a little stilte...
CHAPTER 19 Don't just stand there, Dan, come in. In the kitchen Dan put a container down on the table. He looked over to where Martin was occupied pouring drinks. G'day doc. Hope y'like apple pie. He looked down at the container, tapping its lid absently with his stubby fingers. He glanced up at David. Sorry to hear about your dog, son. He was a good 'un...
CHAPTER 21 He stared out into the rain, his joy in it gone. The taste of vomit was still in his mouth, burning the back of his throat. His mind was stuck in a repeating motion like the wipers pulsing back and forth. Martin, accident, hospital. Martin, accident, hospital. There had been Mrs Williams' guiding hand on his arm, pushing him into the passenger se...