She watched her from the doorway, quiet and unsure but hopeful. hopeful that last night hadn’t been a dream. Hopeful that after years of longing,of wishing and wanting, that she hadn’t finally lost her damned mind and hallucinated the best damn moment of her life. The moment in which her best friend and quite possibly the love of her life, had pulled her close and planted a tender kiss upon her li...
When fear turns to hatred then obsession, a group of childhood bullies must fight for both their sanity and their lives when those they victimized in their youth, come back into their lives with only one purpose. Revenge. A revenge set off by a seemingly innocuous note left upon Claire Blanchard’s kitchen table leaving this former mean girl with two pressing questions. One, how did someone get ins...
She wants to know his secret. He hasn’t decided what it is yet. Casper Shaw is a man of 1000 faces, 1000 secrets and 1000 lies. He’s a man of deceit, of treachery, but above all else, he’s a man who serves himself. only himself. And as a renowned thief amongst the criminal underworld, Casper lives a life of luxury and adventure. he needs no one and no one needs him. That is, until he meets her. G...
“So, who’s going to die today?”
Pausing at the all to familiar question, the personification of Death glanced up from its laptop to meet its younger brothers gays. Or rather, it’s younger sister it seemed. Evidently, War had gotten tired of the musclebound Loughead appearance she had been thundering around in not two minutes ago. Choosing instead to manifest as an Amazonian Warrior of alt. An Ama...
A young girl of seven years, perched on her knees upon the sidewalk in front of her childhood home, had a thought. Not a very important thought, but a thought nonetheless. One that left her bewildered. and when she was confused, well, there was only one thing she could do.
She asked her sister.
“Maddie?” Maya Rose prompted quietly, absently rolling a toy car between her hands. not wanting to st...
**Anne-Marie Willis was dying.**
**Sat up Ride in bed, lent against a pile of strategically placed pillows,an old woman slowly paged through a scrapbook done up with obvious Care. Absently flipping over each page with equal reverence, Anne-Marie let her mind wander down the lanes of memories long since past. never more proud of the life that she had lived, more so now, now that she knew her time ...
It started as all bad days due at the worlds most haunted hotel, and that was with yet another so called skeptic - whom swore up and down that he would be able to spend the entire night in the worlds most haunted hotel suite without experiencing a single paranormal event – having a psychotic break; thereby forcing the worlds most overworked hotel manager into having to call emergency services yet ...
“ I need to confess something, I did it. Now, can you pass the wine.”
Lucinda paused mid chew, hand already halfway to grabbing the requested beverage when her Brain finally caught up to what she had heard. Every instinct going on high alert as she slowly let her handful back to the table. Her mind going into overdrive, thoughts frantic as she thought back on their day. searching for any reason...
Despite her best effort, Amy hadn’t been able to bring herself to attend the gathering after Danny’s service. in all honesty, she had barely been able to make it through the funeral itself. All too aware of the stairs as she had been, that followed her throughout the day, watching her like some side exhibit at a science fair, just waiting for her to implode.
She felt like it.
She couldn’t handle...
She was ending it tonight.
Allyson Duffy was tired of being a doormat, a punching bag, and a convenient hole for her boyfriend‘s desires. she was tired of the assaults, of working her fingers to the bone, and of simply not being treated like an actual human being capable of rational thought, complex emotion, and a person in need of actual rest. She was tired of being treated like a possession. Sh...