Jack sipped his beer in the crowded apartment and felt the party swarm around him. Ordinarily he would have joined in with the drunken revelers – partying and screaming until he was exhausted. But he wasn't even noticing them. He didn't know even have a guess as to how many of them there were. His eyes, his stare, was focused entirely on the hostess. Tracy...
Once upon a time there lived in a certain small town a sweet girl of eighteen. She was well liked in the community, and because of her shoulder-length red hair everyone called her 'Red.' This girl had an affliction of an unfortunate sort, for Red was deeply sheltered. Her single mother was quite theologically ingrained, and monitored Red the entirety of her...
I wrote this for the Halloween Contest and it is a bit darker than something that I would normally write. Let me know what you think. The Beginning I have a mission for you child. There are plans for an attack. You must stop it. Who? There is going to be a mass possession. The demons are planning one to take place on All Hallow's Eve. You will join for...
This story is based on the White Wolf Game series. Those that know the games will understand better. For everyone else I hope I made the world of darkness sum-what clear. If not then I appologize. * A dark figure stood before an altar raising his hands to the heavens. His words were incomprehensible, seemingly a gibberish language that had no meaning. H...
*** Lynne opened the door to the living room while the bridal party and his mother and father were still excitedly chattering about the wedding, and the wonderful new surprise they'd been given, in a car. She felt overwhelmed with happiness. With all that they'd done for the wedding, his parents had still given them the most amazing wedding present that th...
Yeah, she was that kind of girl. The kind of girl who walked through the crowd with an unlit cigarette dangling from her lips just to see which of them would break away from their partners to offer her a light. And they always did, all but the most beaten of them. They would smile the smile they practiced in the mirror. The one they found to be charming, an...
His feet pounded the sidewalk in a rhythmic almost frantic staccato. He had been pursuing her fading scent for what seemed like hours and he knew that soon the breakneck pace he had set would slow him, even the undead would eventually falter. He shot past the corner of an alleyway and there her scent hit him like a sledgehammer to the chest. The smell of her...
... but in the light it's 'pokes, saloons, whores and a wife The western was always a staple of TV and movie fare when I was a kid with John Wayne riding tall and Matt Dillon tossing bad guys in the pokey and Miss Kitty pouring shots at a long bar saloon. 44 Colt long barrel revolvers were the fashion accessories of the day and if Matt was putting the talle...
"So tell me Lauren, what are you going to do with all that money?" Lauren sighed, looked at the giant check for 200 million dollars, then back at the reporter. "Well, I plan to get a financial planner, so that I can invest it wisely." (Applause) "Are you going to work tomorrow?" yelled another reporter. "No," said Lauren after a brief pause. (Laughter)...
A Loving Wives piece from me. As ever with LW I'm looking forward to any comments the piece may garner. It's always an experience. Simone wants Jake, but he's married. Oops. GA -- Benissa, Spain -- 24th August 2013. One "Look at her, the fat cow." Alison paused with a cherry tomato halfway to her mouth. She blinked and lowered her fork, replying with:...