Slow Burn

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A young woman becomes cursed and changes into a demon
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The bus screeched to a stop with a hiss that went unnoticed by the unruly children riding in their seats.  Waves of laughter echoed through the vehicle along with the muted sounds of videos playing on phones.

 

Fatma slipped her arm through her backpack’s strap while stepping into the aisle.  She carefully made her way through the chaos, moving around splayed legs and bags until she reached the driver.

 

“Thank you,” she told the driver with a smile, as she had every day. …

Office Bitch Ch. 03

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Anne forces herself to return to work for a semblance of normalcy.
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I can hear the car crunching through the gravel while it drives away and my house suddenly feels huge and empty and silent.  It’s an unwelcome feeling that I’ve never noticed before.

 

His scent lingers.  Sweat, deodorant and a complex mix of other little things that is just him.  It’s a thread of warmth in the sterile house and I follow it for a moment before I realize what I’m doing.  Standing in the hallway to my bedroom, I clamp down hard.…

Comfort

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I should’ve known what was happening when she started getting more clingy earlier in the afternoon. But, I was distracted. She followed me around, just talking and rubbing her arms and keeping me company. Eventually we wound up on the couch where she pressed herself against me while I watched videos on my phone. Again, I should’ve noticed when she didn’t take out her own phone and, instead, lay her head against my shoulder with her hand resting on my thigh. I turned to kiss the top of her hair and shivered when the sharper ends of her pixie cut brushed against my neck.…

The Gift Ch. 03

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The infection spreads through the castle and the princess confronts the king and queen.
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The two werewolves approached the kitchen slowly, cautiously, dropping to all fours with long ears at attention.  The smaller wolf glanced at the larger until given a nod.  She leapt, crashing through the kitchen door to the sounds of screams.  The women inside all backed into a corner with Matilda holding a shaking spoon before her.

Ignoring the old woman, Beatrice snapped and clawed as one girl tried to run.  The stricken girl screamed, spun and slammed to the ground, holding her dangling arm. …

Prey

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A man tries to boost his livestream by hunting for a local legend but finds himself prey instead.

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I have all of my gear ready and arrayed before me.  A light backpack with a thin laptop connected to a 4g hotspot.  The hotspot is connected to a big portable battery and I have a couple more batteries for the laptop.   Just in case.

The big item is the GoLive!! streaming headband.  That was pricey.  The laptop is old and I bought it used but the headband is new.  Took several months but I know it’s going to be worth it. …

Off The Beaten Path

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A young woman is led astray on her summer trip to Greece

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Brick buildings, worn and weathered by countless storms and the passage of time, filtered past in a seemingly endless blur of gray and white.  The scene was broken only by the passing of cars and thin, green trees lining the sidewalk.  

Sunny sat back in the cracked leather seats of her taxi as a generic radio filled the interior with club music from the previous decade.  She’d quickly learned her driver knew a minimum of phrases in order to deal with tourists so she stared silently out of the window with her backpack held against her chest.…

On my Patreon: A sequel to An American Werewolf In London

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Just a heads up that the latest story on my Patreon is a 15,000 word sequel to the movie “An American Werewolf In London”! A fantastic artist gave me a little writing prompt that I thought fit well with October and Halloween so I gave it a shot.

If you’re interested, join up and read it here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/42565042

There’s a basic $2 tier that gives you access to all the tiers, a $5 tier that also grants access to period art based on my stories and a $10 tier that gives you access to a custom story queue (I ask for prompts after every round of stories are done and one is typically written a month).…

Office Party

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A woman buys a cursed costume, infecting as she changes

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I’m three pages deep on Amazon and I still don’t know what to get for the party.  I can’t wear one of the typical ‘slutty girl’ costumes and not just because it’s my first work party as an actual, functioning working adult.  It’s just not my style.  I’ll save those for girls with more self-confidence. Or more alcohol.

So, I close the tab and just do a basic search for a costume.  After a bit of back and forth. I decide a onesie is probably my best bet. …

Inescapable

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The sky mourned with the village.

Beneath the gray, flat clouds the sky was the color of curdled milk.  Rain fell in drizzling slanted waves as lightning flashed soundlessly far into the distance.

Mary walked with her younger sister, a bucket in each hand while Faith struggled with just one. 

“Papa says they’s gonna call the adults together,” Faith grunted.  Her white dress, embroidered with green flowers was caked in mud.  She shook her head to settle her twin braids behind her.  “Tonight at elder Joshua’s home.”

“It’s no business of ours, Faith,” Mary reminded her.  Her own dress, handed down from her mother and patched several times over was nearly as filthy. …

Feline Therapy Ch. 03

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Ariel accepts her changes while her girlfriend learns her secret

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Music and conversation assaulted Ariel as she entered the lively bar.  She pressed a hand against her lower back to try and settle her struggling tail.  She’d taped it against the back of her thigh this time and it hated being constrained.  She hated the feeling of it being trapped as well as the feel of the tape on her but she had no choice.  Even with the baggy pants she wore, she worried everyone would see.

The young woman scanned the room, churring instinctively as she searched the bar for her girlfriend. …