"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...
June catches her husband and her mother naked and in bed together. Mom! John! What the fuck! Are you kidding me?" She threw her handbag at her husband. He blocked it with his big hand and all the contents spilled out all over the floor and the bed. Lipstick, makeup, change, checkbook, and money, three hundred and fifty dollars, to be exact, flew in every d...
Chapter 2: Whip of Fire -- Fire and Ice! Tears still filled the youths eyes and his face was still wet as he sobbed pitifully now, shaking his head in some distress as if he hoped to be able to just will his pain away. Although he'd turned 18 he looked to be about 15 or 16 years, blond, tall and, very long-legged He stood in a corner of the room now, dr...
Craig and Larry had not slept at all the night before; there was just too much anticipation, too much repressed worry. All they could think about was today and what would happen, because they both knew it was the most important day of their lives, and the day would even contain the most important second of their lives. For weeks, the two men had restlessly c...
Horniness. That was, somehow the most surprising thing about waking up in a coffin, without any memories, hearing an ancient twisted being of nebulous origin tell his subordinates to rub acid in my eyes, and being dressed in armor evil enough to make a town of hobbits shit themselves. The fact that I felt a burning (no not that kind of burning) need to find...
[Setting the scene: this chapter takes place during the Battle of the Pelennor Fields. As King Théoden lies dying at her side, Éowyn faces down the Witch-king. Meriadoc the Hobbit is nearby, alive but overcome by horror. Caution: this chapter contains violence and nonconsensual sex.] 15 March 3019 (Third Age), Pelennor Fields "Come not between the Nazgûl a...
He inspected the earthen jar, tracing the little imperfections of the design with trembling fingertips. The wax cork was unbroken, the twine still wrapped securely tied in little bows, bearing colored glass beads. She placed a goblet in his hand and pulled the cork to fill the glass. He closed his eyes, tossed back his head, to ease the chore of swallowing t...
* * * * * Click Here to hear the story. (5 min/RealMedia) You need Real Player to listen to this file. * * * * * How do you know when your heart has had enough torment to last a lifetime? How do you keep it from returning again and again to that place which haunts you most? There is an uncontrollable place in my soul that brings me to a place that I canno...
Okay, well Chapter 4, here it is. Thank you for those of you who are reading this and are enjoying it and commenting and rating. Like I said in one of my comments (that I'm sure was not read by anyone other than me) I have up to chapter 9 written, and I am just editing as I upload, but I think after this chapter, I will slow the uploading down a little bit j...
I am in love... I trapped a moth under a glass tonight. It's little wings were beating so fast and brutal against the walls of it's confinement. Tattered now, it's wings slow, and it hardly seemed but a wisp of the lively silver being it had been. Finally giving up and fluttering to the table top unmoving, I watched, unmoved myself by the spectacle. I did...