Cleaner Close: Posy Churchgate Josie crunched up the gravel drive, big droplets of rain still dripped from the trees, so she hunched into her jacket and kept her hands dug in her pockets. The big house looked a little intimidating - as the Gravesons liked everything modern the windows were large and appeared black with no nets or drapes to soften them, apar...
Roberta scanned the silver serving tray to make sure that everything was arranged properly. Lifting it with both hands, she turned toward the door and paused. She had passed her thirty day evaluation and this would be the first time she met the guests as a pupil. It felt like a big step and Roberta was as nervous as she had been for that very first intervie...
This is a reworking of the original School for Scandal story. I have changed the perspective from first to third person. The first third of this story is more or less the same as the original School for Scandal: Chapter One, except with some minor adjustments. It then opens out in different ways, so please persevere or skip the first 3000 words if you recogn...
The beginning of the end was in January, a few weeks after Tom and I had done it while Bobby was visiting. I was still working my lousy secretarial job, and Tom was still doing whatever it was he did (I was sure he hated it as much as I hated mine) but now there was the unmistaken understanding between us that we were both getting something out of the arrang...
Ethan gazed out over the swimming pool in the garden of his new mansion. Izzy, Vex and Anna were currently bouncing a beach ball between them. They were naked, as per Ethan's new rules of the pool and he watched as leaped about hitting the ball to one another. Anna seemed to be the weak link of the three, missing the ball the most. Vex was a demon and had a...
"Shit, shit, shit!" I look down at the ceramic shards lying on the floor. Little bastard just had to slip right out of my fingers. That was his favorite mug. As soon as he finds out I'm really gonna be in for it. I throw the dishcloth down in frustration. I lean on the kitchen sink and look out of the window at the carefully manicured garden, the view ruined...
Still a bit sleepy I sit on the couch. It's Thursday morning and today I don't have to go to work. For yet another time my thoughts wander to that amazing night that has been over two weeks ago now. I think I can say that that night changed our relation and maybe even our lives. After we'd taken a shower we fell asleep in each other's arms and the next morni...
At first Eleanor thought it was the light streaming in through the narrow window that had woken her, but the awful feeling of discomfort that seemed to be spread out across the whole of her body soon made her realise that it had been responsible instead. The light, she realised had been in the background of her perception for some time and the more unpleasan...
There I was, at the front door of her house, thinking twice before knocking. In my short skirt and tight t-shirt, I was sweating. So excited I was, so close to reaching my fantasy. I knocked on her door. No answer. I knocked again. After a exhilarating wait, she opened the door. She led me into her house. "Take off your shoes here, Sophie, I don't want any...
Abstract: Every few decades every imaginable trope of All Hallows' Eve gather at a special haunted house for one and only one mysterious purpose, but first the staff must be assembled. ***** THE WRETCHED ACOLYTES Seemingly lost in a void of fog, a tall slender woman wrapped snuggly in a long black gown ventured across a dead grassy meadow. The mist choke...