Theseus was walking his dog down the street. There were parks around, but he didn’t like the ambiance over there at night. The junkies hanging around didn’t look that menacing, hell, they were probably one good shove away from the emergency room, but why tempt Fate? That was his motto Read more…
Tushy was a lousy Reaper, to be honest. She knew that, all the Reapers knew that, heck, probably even the dead knew it also. Perhpas that’s why she never got to nab one. Sigh. It had been eleven months since she’d gotten her scythe, and she still hadn’t reapt a Read more…
Lena was not happy with the beach. It was apparent in the way she frowned and stared daggers at me. But how was I to know that the supposedly ‘secret beach’ in Crete would be such a mess? Discarded trash, broken glass, thankfully ground down into brown and green pebbles, Read more…
I go in, and there’s too much loot. I step back, shut the double doors, take a deep breath, step forward once again, go through the traps, there it is again. Too much loot. How can there be so much loot? Just numbers in a computer, just a glitch in Read more…
It was time to crash a Chinese wedding. Coconut took care of the dead guy in her hotel room. By taking care of she meant she assigned it to the cleaner crew and went into the shower to rub her follicles off until her skin turned red. Then she rubbed Read more…
“This plan sucks,” the yellow alien said. “No, can’t you see? It’s brilliant!” the green alien said, throwing his arms in the air. “Brilliant!” “Okay, whatever. We’re doomed anyway, might as well try this crazy scheme of yours,” the yellow alien said, waving the issue away with his antennas. He 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…
“You’re so gay!” the group of teenagers said and kicked him to the ground. Theo covered his face and took the blows to the ribs. It hurt, a lot. That last kick must have definitely cracked something. In-between the blows that landed on his flesh, he managed to glance at Read more…
Most writers around this time of year post about their NaNoWriMo progress, and word counts. I know that readers don’t give a shit about word counts. You only care about stories, so that’s what I’m going to talk about. A story is not dependent on its length. It can be 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…