Karalynn waltzed down the stairs and scanned the posh black tie event for any decent looking men. Two golden spheres threatened to explode out the top of her slinky red dress. The salesperson had described it as a plunging neckline and it dipped all the way to the valley between her heaving breasts. Her slender temptress legs were covered with black lace- to...
Tonight my Shitzu is laying by my feet snoring. It's raining outside and has been for a good while. It made me think back to a summer's night in 1975. It was the beginning of a new chapter in my life and I'd like to share it with you. It was raining steadily at the entrance to the Massachusetts Turnpike outside of Springfield. I was eastbound heading to Ma...
Any pop psychologist knows of the catch phrase, "The broken wing complex." It refers mostly to a man who will go out and shoot quail, pheasant, ducks and geese, never giving a thought to the pain and death of the bird's experience. But if the same man comes across a bird with a broken wing, out of pity and compassion, he may very well nurse the bird back to...
"Where to do you go, Son of Waru? We are preparing for the hunt." Tewaru walked on by his father, as if he didn't even realize the elder was standing there at the door of the hut. Waru knew that look about his son, knew that there was no reaching him when he was in one of his trances like this. It crushed the village chieftain's spirit to see his son, who i...
I know it has taken me some considerable time to write this next installment but once you read it you will understand why it took so long. Thank you for taking the time to read my story and please be gentle with your criticisms as it is my life you will be talking about. I felt so lucky to have someone who loved and cherished me so much or so I thought....
The sound of air rushing past her ears and the sensation of the wind in her dark blond hair almost made Kristal believe that she herself was flying. But the comfort of strong arms around her body kept those beliefs at bay. The sights she saw as she raced high across the sky invaded her eyes and flared her imagination. "This is beautiful," she shouted above...
A Tale of the Carter Brothers' Victims From the writer: New Orleans tour guides, for a small fee, will gladly point out the residence of the city's famous vampires, the Carter brothers. This is the final chapter in my retelling of the legend. In order, my vampire stories are QB Murdered Cheerleader Missing, Lair of the Carter Brothers, Bruce's Last Night, M...
I'm sitting under the studio lights and across from me is Jay Cosmo, nationally famous chat show host. Out there in the shadows is the audience who queued all night to see this interview live. At least I don't have to worry about make up the way he does since my mask covers my face from hairline to upper lip. The director is giving Jay a hushed count down, t...
Smoke from the sandalwood incense swirled toward the ceiling like sooty, unfurling serpents. Her golden bracelets jingled subtly as she shuffled the cards. They were the only other sound in the stuffy tent aside from his anxious breath. Outside, the occasional roar of a roller-coaster, accompanied by the delighted shrieks of the passengers, vied for the ea...
This story is a continuation of my other story, Welcomed, although you could probably read this first if you don't mind characters not being described (which, sometimes, is more fun if you like to imagine shit on your own, just sayin'). Either way, if you want to read more, then Welcomed is the story before this one, and the next will be called Concord. Be w...