"You're such a perv!", says Eric and everyone in the hall turns to him. Sabrina stands next to him, adjusting her crop top. "Do you often peep on two people…
Girl with Peaches
The story might start with me going to the nearest supermarket to buy something or just to clear my mind after a noisy office on a Thursday night. I had…
Azalea: Chapter 3
Chapter 3 – Drowned in an Ocean of Indolence She’s floating again, weightless, a cipher, into a sky which she fervently rejects, but in the endless pool of stars does…
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Encounter at Jegersberg
Encounter at Jegersberg Everything that I am about to narrate here is true. Yes, I could have mixed up some of the finer details, for I was lost and disoriented…
Azalea: Chapter 2
Azalea: Chapter 2 - Welcome to House Alighieri Azalea had once read ‘if you stare into the void, remember, the void will stare back’ and the ominous outline of…
Short Story: Take-Off
Paul leans back and looks out of the window. The lights of the airstrip get smaller and smaller until they blur into a thin line. Paul has the familiar sinking…
Azalea: Chapter 1
In Light There is Hope, In Darkness, Salvation There is a town, its name lost to the tidings of time, whatever its inhabitants decide to call it, the town…
Short story: Azalea
Prologue “Time may heal all wounds, but the scar remains, festering, threatening to overtake the vessel you once believed you controlled. And once that command is lost, we must relinquish…
Everything is Allowed
Fluttering in the mild, spring wind there is a trace of something. What it is eludes its victims, no word has yet to be invented for its ambience, yet they…
Glass
Glass I’ve heard so many fears regarding the mirror. They fear that another person will be in their place. They fear that someone will come out of it, or perhaps…
Short story: How to Save a Life
…a somber quietness befell the ward, as if it had been a radio blasting tragedies, and now it was dialed back to blissful tranquility. The echoes of screeches from wheels faded,…
Short story: No Strings Attached
A melody which no one knows entrances the people frivolously moving about. The bounce, they prance They flounce and they dance. Time does not stop the melody nor rigorous patience…
Erotic shorty story: The Garden of Lust
Dreams are a wonderful realm… …Where the impossible becomes possible Where one man’s lie… …Becomes another’s reality… …And another’s desires We live… We die… We dream on… Date: ??? Hermin …