Idolatry

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Orange maple leaves spun through the air from arching branches high overhead.  Wind ruffled the trees until the susurration surrounded the two women walking on the empty path below.

 

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Fumiko asked while smiling up at the scattered, shifting sunlight filtered by the boughs above them.

 

“Ye-es,” Katsumi agreed hesitantly.  She pulled her thin black coat closer around her body.  Goosebumps rose on her skin while she shivered.  It’d been warm when she’d left her home to meet her friend and she hadn’t planned on the long drive out to the mountain.  The girl cast an envious look at her blonde haired friend in her long, blue coat and thick black leggings. …

Passing Through

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Warning: painful transformation, death, violence, and gore.

Were-World’s Sue makes a stop in a sleepy town the morning after a full moon.

I wrote a fan fiction piece for Were-World ( https://www.deviantart.com/were-world/gallery?catpath=/ ) based on their “Sue” stories. All … copyrights? for the character are theirs.

You can find my page at: https://www.patreon.com/markgraham

The wide arc of the sun crowned against the horizon, casting pure golden light throughout the valley.  The gray sky strained to contain the perfect blue yearning to break out.  Birds chirped and fluttered, zipping from building to building while watching for crumbs and worms.

 

Light buzzed and hummed and swarmed within the neon sign for Ray’s Diner. …

Layers Fan Fiction

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The summer sun burned high overhead – the Eye of Sauron trapped between the edges of the world.

 

Craig groaned, wiped sweat from his brow and flung it away before shading his eyes to stare at the baleful orb.  Sweat lined his back from where the backpack touched his body.  He walked slowly, knowing his dad would be waking soon for his shift at the mill.  

 

“Fucking Lenny,” Craig groused, kicking a rock in his path.  He wiped his fingers through the short hair on the side of his head with a sigh.

 

He’d known Lenny his entire life. …

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).…