Chapter One: Morning It all began on a Sunday morning, in late September... We had been busy all morning, getting ready for your arrival. I wanted your first impression to be a good one. The house was clean, fresh flowers on the tables, cold beer in the fridge... The lawns were closely clipped, the gardens freshly weeded and watered. I wandered around movi...
Author's Note: This essay was originally published in The Hatchet: The Journal of Lizzie Borden Studies. It develops a theory proposed by writer and cook David Lee Dickerson. Although the author does not necessarily subscribe to Dickerson's theory, she takes his position to elaborate upon it. The Hatchet allows an author to submit pieces it has published els...
Hey all! I'm sorry to interrupt the other series I've been working on, but this is a project I'm pretty excited about. I'd love to hear your feedback and field your questions, just use the contact page here to get at me. ***** There were three things of which I could be absolutely certain. 1. If I didn't escape soon, I was going to brutally executed. 2....
(This story contains characters form the 5th television season of House, including Remy Hadley and Lisa Cuddy.) * Dr. Lisa Cuddy stood alone at the nurses' station. The clinic of Princeton Plainsboro teaching hospital was, as always, frantically busy, but Lisa took no notice of this, apparently absorbed in her work. The Woman leant on her elbows against...
This is a pure work of fiction and all aspects are from my own imagination though some parts will probably sound similar depending on how much fantasy reading you have done. If you have any problems with what I am typing let me know but if you are only going to give crappy feedback as in 'it sucks' then go frost yourself and hope you need a new wanker... No...
The Third Evening She heard them come, three of them. These were skilled, accomplished pack hunters. Their presence, taken in context with the ants and Leatherface, confirmed her earlier suspicions about the nature of the menace they faced. On the other hand, it also signaled a measure of hope. For the first time, she could sense a chance for real victory....
"Did he really just say that? Would he fuck them? Make them cum even harder?" Desi wondered. She took a deep breath, the loss of Theo's finger made her feel empty. It had been a long time since she had felt such a mind-numbing orgasm. She admitted to herself that while she was not as sweet and obliging as Liz, she could appreciate a strong man. Her eyes d...
Master Edwin IronWing's study smelled of oak and wood polish, and leather and old vellum. It was a spacious, open room. A huge window took up the north facing wall, staring out over the planting fields to the north. In the distance the DrakeSpine Mountains set a breathtaking backdrop, with the crags stretching higher and higher, huge and ancient and enduring...
This story came to me through my love of historical fiction. The events are fictional, but the male character is based off of someone real. I care about him very much. If you like this piece, please leave a review! Thanks! For the real David: The Field Cabin The little cabin seemed as though it was a hundred degrees as Annabelle Field, a petite brunette w...
This is my second story, and it will be longer and I will try to make it better than the last one, I hope you enjoy it. ~Neorotoxin When signing up for a new job, it is extremely important to read the fine print on all of the documents. When you do, you can avoid a lot of trouble that can stem from rules and conditions listed that you may not have been awa...