Note: Instead of a full story, I had an idea for a long time about a gumshoe-style series called Smog City. I worked on it, combining some ideas floating around and it kinda gelled together at last. So, here’s the first chapter. If you like it, let me know in Read more…
Ten years ago. It was a time when producers had money to throw around. Films were made and car chases could fit in every movie’s budget. Plutarch was having the time of his life around that time, getting gigs left and right, doing what he loved, partying all night. Read more…
“Come along,” it’s right over there, Pickle pointed thataway while jogging. Cherry panted behind her. “I… don’t… can’t… this uphill is killing me…” “Ain’t you a runner, lassie?” Killie asked with her thick accent. “I’m a sprinter, not a marathoner!” Cherry complained, breathing hard. Killie had a glint of sweat Read more…
Note: I… uh… was planning to just make a one-off out of this, but it turned out as I was researching it that the story is worth a lot more. So this will become a nanodaemons story at some point. The train arrived at Piraeus station. Blanche had taken the Read more…
Plutarch hadn’t even seen his wife’s pussy since the accident. He wasn’t insensitive, he understood that it was a terrible time for such thoughts. But he had needs, and his needs weren’t being met in the slightest. They say that marriage kills sex in a relationship. Well, those people who Read more…
There was something about that building. Nobody could explain what it was, but the facts were irrefutable: If you wanted to recover mentally or physically, going in there made the whole process quicker. Much quicker. Jacob’s bag felt too heavy for him, especially in his condition. He made a stop, Read more…
Berenice’s Hair. 💇 Since she was little, Berenice had one goal in mind: To be become like one of the models she saw on the AR billboards. It was what she desired. She kept letting her hair long, despite her mother’s protests of wanting to keep them manageable. It was her Read more…
It’s August and summer is pretty much half-past behind us. I spent it writing about the sexual exploits of Horace, lusting after and prodded forward by Luxuria (above,) while listening to this stream with lofi hip hop radio (below.) It was a story written in sweltering heat about a guy in Read more…
It’s now available for sale on Amazon and other stores. 70 people have already received their preorder. I wrote this story on a whim. It just clicked together and the characters simply formed as soon as I threw them into situations. It ended up being my longest novel at 62.000 Read more…
The above are the gruesome interpretations of Paul Cadmus’ The Seven Deadly Sins. They have become iconic and to my eyes, they are fascinating to look at. Wikipedia: Between 1945 and 1949, the American painter Paul Cadmus created a series of vivid, powerful, and gruesome paintings of each of the seven deadly Read more…