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Raw and Brutal Fiction: What Does it Mean?
This past week three people asked about my “raw and brutal fiction.” One person asked if it meant gory or horror. Another asked if it was in reference to my “seduction, spicy” content (meaning my collection of naughty novellas). The third, just asked outright. What...
Changing the Blueprint
Dana Shanomy once owned DesigARK, an all inclusive shop for any design and renovation needs, until her attorney did his own underhanded renovations to some paperwork to sell the company far under market value to his mother-in-law. Dana bands together with DesigArk’s...
Betrayal at the Bungalow
"I'm not doing the job," she said over her shoulder. The cord of her headphones snagged on her notebook as she turned the page and the corner. "Here is my phone number, it's for the new address. Please send it out tomorrow." She pressed end on her call; the open...
Animal Cruelty
Joey looked down at his phone the picture from the bar staring back at him. He was there with his best friend and his girlfriend. Girlfriend was a strong word, but for 10 years, more than 10 now, he called and she came. He touched her and she came. Such a good little...
Under the Weather
The air was heavier for some people. She had heard it somewhere before - a television show or maybe the radio. It certainly was today. Jázmin was under the weather and everything felt heavier. Breathing, her eyelids, just being seemed more exhausting than normal....
Unfinished Fantasy
Math had never been a strong suit of hers. It wasn't any easier with her cold fingers making their way over her clit, traveling down further. The familiar wetness greeting her, helping her fingers to glide inside of her. They had known each other 10 years, 20 years,...
Tonight
Nails dragged down her back forcing her body upward. Rough skin chaffed the delicateness of her throat as it squeezed the breath from her. She would have gasped had she been able to breathe. Instead it caught in her throat and stifled a moan. Her eyes tried to focus...
A Token of Affliction
The purple puffy pouch rested against the stapler. Some of the air already deflated causing it to slump more than stand. Not that she had filled it with air or anything really to make it puffy, it had just kind of closed that way. Inside was a small token of...
Be Careful of the Words You Speak
The hiss of the cigarette filled the absence of her scream. Most people reacted when the tip of a cigarette grazed them, let alone when the glowing tip seared its way through top layer of skin. Petra hadn't wanted to waste a cigarette. Nor did she want the pain to end...
Lures of the Lake
Everything was basked in gold as the sun set. The green tips of the trees and the darkness of the lake came alive in the golden glow. Two adults, not obnoxious teenagers, not retired farts - eased their kayaks into the lake. One man. One woman. The man offered the...
Stay Afloat
No need for sadness the weight pulling you down is only temporary In the end there's likeness, lightness hope rising through the seas The d's, f's, b flats and all the chords we play to sing ourselves to sleep The "Every Good Boy Does Fine" lies, we sing ourselves to...
As the Storm Breaks
Already surpassing the gray skies and trembling leaves outside; pain pulled back the skin between her eyes. Tension was settling in, taking second in command to rage; the two mixed like the rain and the wind. At some point the scales would tip, but for right now, the...
Words of Longing
Rough, the scratch of the pen against the paper. Ears could bleed for less. They wouldn't bleed, not this time, this time they would be subjected to far worse. Everything had changed between them, and yet everything was exactly the same. The very palpable air that had...
С аппетитом!
Lada pulled out her notebook. A small, black notebook slightly smaller than a traditional tarot card, but just as powerful. It's texture skin holding inside its smooth, creamy pages. In was the important thoughts that passed through Lada's mind, her accumulative...
Waves Crash Over Me
The tiredness pulled her body down like the battery of a cell phone whose owner was trying to shoot out one more post before it died. The nimble fingers of gravity tugged at her shoulders. The bones of her neck slid back, settling out of alignment void of their...
Behind the Apple Tree
They had the same face, rounded, almost heart like, that swooped into a soft point at their chin. Big eyes perfectly spaced from the starting swoop of a buttoned nose. Plump cheeks that added a sweetness and highlighted lips that sat in a perpetual smile. Both a...
A Bending Moment
“Mother trucker!” His voice rumbled over the whistling in the other room. A high pitched whine replaced his co-worker’s attempt at a tune. The doorframe spun, splitting in two, even as he closed his eyes Fred felt like he was on a roller coaster. He forced himself to...
Ways to Seduce Your Partner to the Grave
FUCK THIS! Literally, fuck this piece of paper. Fuck this pen. Fuck this assignment. I’m dried up, out of ideas. Fuck my job and my boss. There’s no way I can write articles about people’s exciting sex lives when I’m not having exciting sex. Hell—I’m not having any...
Small Businesses
The plague buzzed around the room, storming through the crowd, doing its best to demolish the lemmings. “What did you say?” Romeo stopped walking. “To me? Just now” Ben slowed his pace and turned to look at his friend. “Huh?” “You were mumbling something. Something...
What do we know about Palmer?
The screen jumped from a woman in a tailored dress, her hair in a taught ponytail that swayed slightly in the breeze, in front of a blurred building backed with bright blue skies and small, fluffy clouds to a closely cropped headshot. The stark white background made...
A Diamond in the Rough
Each reflection offered her a different perspective of herself. In some, her side part, flipped across the front was magazine worthy. In others, it was a bad hair day from an 80s B movie. Her face was squat laid over the house across the street––the one hidden by a...
Right Hand Hold
Do you do everything they tell you? She looked across the room. The whisper of the tentacles weaving through the air, caressing the inside of her ear. We're your world. Your creation. Not them. It said again. The whisper of a thousand voices. a...
All the Glory of God
The ground crunched underneath her weight. Her back rose and fell with heaving breaths as it moved through her. The gravel shook beneath her hands, her knees, her forehead. The tops of her shoes buckled, caving in on themselves from the pointed rocks. Sobs rolled...
A Million Miles Away
Everything felt a million miles away. Cliché but also incredibly true. The kids down the block were still playing, the digital picture frame still flipped through to new pictures, even she was still getting ready but she couldn't feel anything. Nothing seemed to be...
Family Planning
Originally posted back in 2018 as part of John Eats Alaskan Pie, the background of the Florin Clan as well as John and Mrs. Loeber's involvement is touched upon in this part of the story. John Eats Alaskan Pie continued to creep me out, enough that it bore a second...
John Eats Alaskan Pie
Originally posted back in 2018, John Eats Alaskan Pie, has continued to creep me out for 5+ years. Enough so that I gave it a second look. It has been broken up into two stories (Family Planning and John Eats Alaskan Pie). A chilling read perfect for the BER months! *...
Hugs and Stitches (Part 2)
She had been getting up to show Samantha–”The dress!” Gnarled locks fell from her messy bun as Evelyn pushed herself into an upright position. Standing before her was her best friend and what had been one of her best designs. Except instead of beaded, delicate cascading ivory silk was a dark, blotchy patch of maroon across the bodice with a spotted trail leading to the accented hips. ”How? What…” Evelyn stammered.
Long Strokes, Even Pressure
Wood-working takes on a new meaning as this carpentry class gets hands on for Shelly and Chris.
Love Cycled In
The saying usually goes that loved walked in, but for a travel agent, love nearly bowls her over on a bicycle.
The Promise of Tomorrow
ear had crept into their lives with the stealth and cunning of a lone mouse. No chew marks victimizing the cardboard corners of cereal boxes or pounds of pasta. No rat-tat-tat-tat of ungroomed nails scurrying after breakfast or between dinner and...
Killer in The Living Room
True crime podcasts have never been so real when the killer might be closer than you think.
Herbert & The Christmas Tree Farm
A couple picks out more than their Christmas tree in this strange and dark story.
A Nagging Itch
What happens when you starting digging deeper than the surface level of skin? A little gory and a little twisted, this story will peel back multiple layers of being human.
Hugs & Stitches
After years of hard work Evelyn has the business of her dreams, but will making a wedding dress for her best friend’s big day ruin it all?
