“She’s the child music prodigy you all know and love! Please, welcome to the stage… Open Markle!” The thunderous din from their clapping hands and the incredible brilliance of the bright stage lights tore at her nerves. As her anxiety began to rise, she felt a hand on her shoulder.
With an imperceptible flick of her wrist, she produced a stunning amethyst-encrusted spyglass. Raising the device to her eye, she gazed intently through the lens. Reese’s panicked shout alerted her; almost immediately, Giselle dropped the spyglass and spun around. They’d been boarded!
His finger squeezed the trigger. The feeling was at once familiar and alien. It had been so long, but not long enough to affect his aim. The shot rang true, as evidenced by the sound of ripping flesh and the iron-like scent of hot, fresh blood. A psychotic grin warped his weathered face. Time to… Continue reading The KISS Killer
Continued from Abducted - pt 3. Read it here! ***Trigger Warning!*** Rick walked in carrying a brown paper grocery bag. Without even acknowledging me, he strolled into the kitchen. I’d been lying in the fetal position for the past few hours and slowly unfurled my legs and sat up. When he came back, Rick was… Continue reading Abducted – pt 4
I was never afraid of the dark, but the night creeped me out. I was all too familiar with the sort of people who were active in the midnight hours, and I wanted nothing to do with them. Still, when you work until nine P.M., it’s unavoidable to be out at night. When the clock… Continue reading Mini-Series: Abducted – pt 1
Behind the red brick walls of a nondescript building, gathers a covert organization. Through the hallowed halls, under the gilded ceiling, sit the powers of the nation. There, they plot and plan, leaving the doors wide open for their cunning middleman to prove his devotion. It wasn't without hesitation, that I snuck onto the premises.… Continue reading Just an Experiment…
Rose-colored curtains fluttered in the breeze. The open window faced a bright green lawn, split by a curved, stone walkway. The path led up to the front porch, where a mahogany double-door gleamed in the early morning light. Lying there, in the grass near the door, was a woman. She looked to be sleeping peacefully,… Continue reading Hekate’s 9th Key
'If you sit on a voodoo doll of yourself, would you ever be able to stand up?' This was the fourth random thought I’d had in about as many minutes. I couldn’t stand it any longer. Grumbling under my breath, I tossed the covers aside and slid out of bed. “Where you goin’?” my husband… Continue reading Napoleon Dreams
This hybrid lived for three hundred years, before passing the golden crown to his own child. Thus continued the line of succession until modern history. Once the line was muddied and forgotten, it became nothing more than another ancient legend of mythological Gods and Goddesses. But, it is much more than that.
Continued from Mattoon's Bench The loss of her husband, Henry, left Rosetta’s heart in utter turmoil. It had been only three days since he’d suddenly vanished, and the entire town was desperate to find him. He’d been the Mattoon postmaster for as long as anyone could remember, delivering the mail in a timely manner, every… Continue reading Mattoon’s Bench ~ Part Two