“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...
She looked absolutely ravishing.
Hidden away in a darkened alcove, brown eyes watched intently as the woman in blue danced and weaved her way through the chaos of the ballroom. it was a formal event, for some charity. or another thats name he couldn’t remember. after all, he wasn’t there for the event anyways. in fact, he wasn’t actually meant to be there at all.
Or rather, he himself, didn’t ac...
They were staring at her, but that was OK, she was staring back, gaze avaricious. because they were hers - had always been hers -. and she would have them back.
Needed them back.
She was going in.
Reaching out, intending to softly brush the top of them with a careful finger, her hand…
Past straight through the stack of credit cards.
Goddamnit!
Being intangible sucked.
Turning with anot...
What had she done?
Amber Lane stared down at her hands with shock, more over, she stared down at the lunch tray they clutched.
The very same lunch tray That moments before had been filled with food.
Food that was now splattered upon the ground Due to the queen bitch of the school, Valerie Sparks, deciding that Amber would be her victim of the day.
The very same lunch tray that moments after be...