Author's note: Hello again reader. I'm posting this story from Maui. Yeah, I know, lucky me. I'll cut to the chase, the Wahine Lani statue is real. She is carved out of a grayish wood, sanded, oiled and polished. A giant koa tree shields her from the elements. There were cut flowers placed at her feet. My friend pointed out offerings wrapped in ti leaves pi...
As the pale light of dawn pushed back the shadows in the grimy alley, the patrolling officers found a man unconscious. He was spread-eagled against the wall, his head drooping, fastened all around by sticky strands of web. His limp penis and balls lolled out of his open trouser flies for all to see. His slack, emaciated face hinted at the agonies he had endu...
Earth-617 The Jackal was dead to begin with. It'd been easy. Kaine had sent Sasha in, Jackal letting her in, asking her if she needed another copy of her husband or maybe some tea with extra rohypnol, and Kaine had crept up behind him and broken his neck. A little anticlimactic, really. "And I'd thought you'd gotten soft," Sasha said, checking the kill....
Chapter 1: Departure The wind catches your long black hair and you push it away from your eyes and look out your bedroom window. The leaves of the tall oak tree in your backyard are moving gently in the wind and in the distance, the faint yelling and laughter of children can be heard. A small yawn escapes your mouth as you rise from bed and walk into the ba...
(author's note: I wrote this at 18 years old, and even then it was meant only as a humorous satire.) My name is The Red Goblin. I travel the world battling capitalism. The media calls me a super-villain but I consider that to be capitalist propaganda. One day, about a year ago, I glided into Hollywood on my red broomstick-glider. I passed a baby in a strol...
CHAPTER ONE: Before Sunset He decided to run the mask through two more rinse cycles than he ran with the rest of the costume. Washing the head-piece was usually the most important part of laundry day. He spent so much time breathing in his own breath through the thing that he really didn't need a three-day-old body-funk included. He knew this from experienc...
Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual. Please feel free to leave me a comment in the COMMENT Box at the end of the page. You see those big empty stars too? Maybe bump those up to five full ones? We wouldn't want them to be empty n...
Everyone's pretty familiar with genies or jinn - you rub the lamp, you get three wishes. Ifrits are a little different. They both live in lamps and grant wishes but Ifrit specifically take delight in causing harm - either by twisting the owner's wishes around Monkey's Paw style or by forcing someone good and pure to make wishes that are purely sinful in natu...
Play Testers Wanted: Pt. 12 First, I hope this finds you healthy and happy. This one was another fun piece to write and flesh out as it went. Feel free to vote, comment, and offer up suggestions. I'll take them into consideration if I can. Earth 9919: Impossible and Beyond Mist shrouded trees greeted me on the other side. I pulled up and easily rose above...
Peter wasn't much for social media. He wasn't high-minded about it. It was just that, while having homework or the flu was easy enough to explain—how were you supposed to fit switching bodies with Wolverine and then waking up from his drunken haze to find you were in bed with the two deadliest assassins in New York into a status update? He could barely belie...