The smell of jasmine and musk wafts through the air. My nostrils flair slightly as I breathe in the myriad of smells that surround me. I can smell the scent of fear, excitement and lust coming in waves from the crowd around me. Electric colors swirl in and out of my vision, as I slip from shadow to shadow. Neon pops on and off from the signs over the crowde...
As he stepped from the cabana and sunk his bare toes into the soft, cool sand he felt an invigorating sense of refreshment and ease. He'd needed this vacation... out of the country, away from work and family... completely alone. Alone... that concept rang through his head as he stared down the row of a dozen or so similar cabins comfortably spaced along the...
It has been one hell of a month since I last submitted, and I am sorry so much time lapses between chapters. My university career is drawing to a close (2 more assignments to go!), so hopefully there will be more time for writing. CHAPTER 7- WOW. I can't believe I reached this far. Your comments and feedback have helped me a lot in continuing- thanks every...
The scorpion emerged from the ragged crack in the filthy, cobweb-strewn ceiling boards and crawled down the faded walls to the floor. The room was dark, the pale curtain of dusk covering the remains of the day like an anonymous corpse. The distant hills, visible through the stained glass louvers of the only window in the room, had already swallowed up the re...
God, crime scenes give me such a justice boner. Really makes me want to...narrate my heroic exploits. "Lit from the flames of a burning sex shop, a tall, shapely silhouette looms over the city. It is one fucking *heroic* silhouette. She got a shadow that does not quit. Curves in all the right places, and a TRUNK in front of that junk. That is the sexy-ass s...
For over an hour, Hafred led his highborn companions through woods that would be difficult to navigate even by the light of day. The pervasive darkness of the night and the fact that he had now trod further under those trees than he had ventured in many a year did not bode well for his sense of direction. Yet there were subtle signs that he was on the right...
A full moon was the only light given to the open glade within the dense thickness of the trees. Below a high ridge off to one side a clear pool lay, at the base of a soft waterfall. Strangely enchanted the pool was warm instantly to the touch and the sound of the falls made no more noise than a soft whisper of water trickling down a wall. The bed of the glad...
This one's a little darker. Hope you enjoy. Thanks to Warrior_Wolf for the edits. ---------- Gasp. Shriek. Vermilion rivulets. Spasm, twitch. Still. ---------- Rending flesh makes a distinctive sound. It's hard to describe. Like ripping apart your roast chicken. But wetter. The grind of straining cartilage, the snap of bone. The ragged, frantic tea...
Author's Note: If you've read "Thy Flesh, Consumed Part 1", and you're joining me again for the second part of this arc, "Thy Flesh, Consumed, Part II", welcome back. If you're joining me for the first time, I encourage you to read "Demon Flesh" and "Thy Flesh, Consumed, Part I" first. My thanks again to Ikema for asking more great questions and to everyo...
The ceremony was in procession. Rings of silver hung from the stone halls of the Gothic tower and the guests filed down the hall. They were a dark somber mass, in cloaks that trailed on the floor. The men were tall and pale, like gliding marble statues. The women were regal and tall as well, their lips dark red with sharp white teeth glimmering. They entere...