Episode 7: "The Poem" Note: The creature named "Satan" in this story is *not* a dog. He is a Hellhound, a sentient, other-dimensional demonic companion of Mishi's that she met during a mission with Magik in Limbo. He is jet black, his eyes glow red, black smoke billows from his flaring nostrils, he can breathe fire, his tail is forked and he is as strong as...
The vampire stalked her prey through the darkness of the night. A swirl of mist followed behind her as she silently glided towards the tall shadow of a man. He drunkenly collapsed into a side alley where she gleefully followed. Thirsty for him...in every sense. Had he turned around to gaze behind him instead of looking in front, he could have seen her. She...
Although I think each chapter can almost stand on its own, it is worth reading from the very beginning. As always your comments and votes are always appreciated. Sx * * * * * A hand pushes behind my head, which forces me to straighten. A wet finger presses upon my chin, then my cheeks and finally my forehead. The blindfold is swiftly removed as my Master d...
A little flash tale for the season to provoke the wrath of the lurking ghouls. No deep thinkers needed for this one. I love Halloween as I get to dress up like a writer. I know, I know, it's a stretch. Nobody is going to believe it, not a lowly uncouth storyteller like me. I've left you a little trick or treat at the end. I've been told I need to get help...
Okay. I have good news and bad news. The good news it this chapter will finally take care of Leyna and Lilith and set things straight. The bad news is this is the last chapter. I'm sorry, but there's no way I can find to extend this series without making it campy and predictable. Michelle and Lucifer have gone through so much shit already, I think it's time...
Edited by: nancyharpman17... Thank you as your additions are what kept this from being mindless drivel. * Faith. Intuition. The comforting feeling that a higher power is offering a helping hand to navigate life. These phenomena lend credence to the truth that we all have guardian angels assigned by Destiny to watch over us in times of need. But what we ne...
The sound of the heavy doors closing behind me reverberate around the room. I turn back feeling my way over the dark carvings, searching for the handles. My hands finally touch the twisted metal. I wrap my fingers tightly round them and draw them down, trying to pull the doors open. Beyond the thick wood I hear muffled laughter, and the doors refuse to yield...
This is a difficult story for me to tell. It's the story of how I grew up with fundamentalist religious parents and how I use to injure myself. You may have seen stories on TV about the Amish and that sort of thing, where people live without tv, without radio or newspapers, in fact without any contact with the outside world. That was us, except we didn't...
You didn't expect to go out this way. But, of course nobody ever really does. Of course, it's difficult to escape the wrestling curse. You either die far too young or far too senile. It's almost a guarantee that your last few years will be spent suffering and rotting away slowly. And yet, you thought that somehow the curse would avoid you. That you were some...
Here is the next part of the story. Please do not expect them to come this quickly, I have had a rush of inspiration. I do not have an editor yet, but hopefully I'll have one soon. Any constructive comments are welcome, any nonconstructive comments will most likely be ignored. Of course all characters are over one hundred. *********************************...