A NIGHTMARE REBORN: FREDDY VS. JASON 2 CHAPTER 02 BASED UPON CHARACTERS CREATED BY: WES CRAVEN: A Nightmare on Elm Street VICTOR MILLER: Friday the 13th JOHN CARPENTER: Halloween STEPHEN KING: It VICTOR SALVA: Jeepers Creepers KEVIN WILLIAMSON: Scream CLIVE BARKER: Candyman ALFRED HITCHCOCK: Psycho CREATIVE CONSULTANTS: Sean Renaud, Tessa Alexand...
Thanks to mikothebaby for editing this story. * * * * * * Betty Sutton scanned the bar around her nervously. Though she'd done this many times before, she was always worried that she'd run into someone she knew. The chances of that were remote since she'd picked a meeting place that was a half hour's drive away from her neighborhood, but you couldn't be to...
One Word It was one of those things you say in the heat of the moment that, if you're lucky, you get chance to regret. She looked at me with what I'd normally call bedroom eyes, sultry and dark with black lining and thick lashes. Realistically she was the type of woman you took home for one night and spent the rest of your life dreaming about; not the type...
"Keep an eye out for my husband," the buxom older woman pleaded as she fell to her knees, her hands clumsily tugging at the tight waistband of her new friend's pants. The bulge in his groin was huge, larger than any turnip she had ever grown, and her mouth was already watering for it. "Can do," Galvyn the Sparrow said in his smug, self-assured cavalier way...
As I looked down at my best friend, big Bob, it was hard to believe the condition he was in. Just three days prior, this huge man was tossing logging chains around as though they were toys. A truck driver by trade, Bob was only thirty-five and could out work, out drink, and out fight men fifteen years younger than him. Just three days and now he is lying her...
*Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *A frightened Mother Mouse will devour her young; similarly, a frightened culture will devour its future* ***** From the final scene in the cabin in Chapter 10 "I'm begging you; understand that it isn't the end of morality to stay. When the...
This is the final chapter of the story, loose ends tied up and a small twist or two at the end. Some Australianisms Wagging school = playing truant Bent as a nine bob note = a demonstrative gay man Mobile = cellphone Arvo = afternoon Sledging = Verbal abuse or intimidation of a player particularly in cricket where it is generally accepted as a legitima...
I don't know where Ceridwen came from. I think she's a melange of the tired city girls you see every day on the London commute. Our city is hard and jagged, and those of us lucky enough to have someone should be glad; too many people here are alone. -- I was tired and cold. The Victoria line platform at Vauxhall was busy and I clasped my violin case to...
*Author's Note: Any persons engaging in any sexual acts are at least eighteen years of age. Chapter 51 Paul smiled as he walked back to the car after dropping off the room key. Through the rear window, he could see that Cindy and Candy were sound asleep. He couldn't see Pam, but was sure that she too was sound asleep. When he opened the car door, he saw P...
Disclaimer: All characters are 18 years of age or older while actively engaging in sexual activity. This story is a prequel/sequel (sprequel?) to my other work, Alex & Alexa. Many thanks and gratuitous panty-shots from Freja and Jeanie go out to my long-suffering proof-reader and editor for his help. As always, reviews are welcome; flames will be snicker...