Sarah was curled up on the couch in the hotel room suite. Sipping her coffee, she held the mug close to her so that she could enjoy the heat and aroma of the dark liquid. Her feet were a little cold, but that was to be expected when wearing only a dress shirt. She smiled; a hint of Thomas's cologne drifted into her nose from the shirt. There was a note in th...
((Note, sorry if my story writing comes into the story, got to admit, though, it is one amazing journal entry!!!)) Okay. Last night was weird. It was Halloween night at Spiders, as you all know. And those that went also know that I went with Shel, in a dress… First she waxed me, around dinnertime, and that stung like hell. But I should be hairless for a w...
I can't sleep... again... at least I think I can't. The rain is pouring outside, the drops making such crystal clear sounds against the pavement, the window pane, the door. The sound of traffic, disrupting the clear and even beating. The quiet hum, that grows, a crescendo to the unbearable loud crash, as the tires splash water into my front lawn, fading fast...
"On this dark, stormy night I travel lost and alone; in the shadows I roam. Through the labyrinth of mortal decay further down the spiral each day as hopes slowly slip away. These twisting, empty streets my home, drown in filth paved with blood. What kind of Beast have I become? To live in nothing, to feast on pain: Have I lost it, gone insane this mystery r...
CHAPTER 1: An Impossible Sighting (-the Waking Sleep) The Tube carriage was packed. Too many bodies pressed against one another. The heat was stifling as the journey dragged on. I felt like I was suffocating under the pressure of the multitude! It was the usual instance of bored expressions and unfocused gazes as my fellow passengers lost themselves in thei...
Chapter Eighteen: The Army Of The Dammed Part Two I stood in the middle of the flames not knowing what I should do. Father was screaming at me to get off of the lake and back onto the shore. The strange thing was the flames didn't burn me nor was I afraid. It was then I herd the voice again. It was the same voice that I herd the night I took the shadow in....
Mark had been working at the company for about 5 years. He got along well with his co-workers though the friendship was limited strictly to work and work functions. That is until Bob came to work on Mark's engineering team in October and in no time at all they were fast friends. They were about the same age, all of their kids were in college or recently grad...
Six month’s after Mystic caster’s birth she was able to levitate objects to her that she wanted, mostly the objects that sparkled. Mystic Shadow when she was not training building her body back up she was teaching her daughter how to use her powers with more coordination so her teddy bears and rattles would not hit the lamps and so forth. Murkcaster, Light...
My dark chocolate hair hangs, damp and limp, framing my view: the light-colored canvas - "it doesn't show stains as well," they said - green knee pads, and black patent-leather boots. Dewy perspiration beads all over my pale, freckle-flecked skin, mixing with the sauna-heat of Jess' shaved slit resting on the back of my neck. Thick, iron thigh muscles sheath...
Savannah opened her eyes and stretched languidly under her weighted comforter. The sun pierced through the slightly parted curtains and left a thick haze over her sleepy mind. Rolling over to her alarm clock, she was abruptly stopped by the shocking sight of the strange man lying beside her. He rested atop her blankets, trapping her under their encumbrance,...