L.C. Schäfer

Joined May 2020

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Sometimes writes under S.E.Holz

"I've read books. Well. Chewed books."

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Human Guinea Pig
In my second year of uni, I was stony broke. I was living on 25p packets of noodles, caffeine and bad sex. I donated sperm, which gave me a much needed cash injection. But the money ran out, as money tends to do.
By L.C. Schäferabout 11 hours ago in Fiction
Just a Nosebleed
I hear stories about how things were in those days and it seems like it was a good thing. Women used to be afraid to go out after dark. Can you imagine?
By L.C. Schäfera day ago in Fiction
Make the Memory
When I was eleven, I put a message in a bottle and threw it into the sea. My dad had taken us on holiday to Ireland. He was afraid of flying, so whenever we went abroad, we always went on a ferry. When we were about to board the boat for the return trip, I got the idea in my head to throw a note into the ocean.
By L.C. Schäfer2 days ago in Fiction
Red Pollock
See, the thing is, I didn't actually do it. I know everyone says that, but in this case, it's really actually, truly true.
By L.C. Schäfer3 days ago in Fiction
Where Gargoyles Come From
It's been four years since the outbreak started. There's definitely fewer people about. The city's less crowded. There's less litter, less pollution. No one ever looks up at the architecture, though. Eyes stay nailed to the ground ahead.
By L.C. Schäfer4 days ago in Fiction
A Demon Comes Calling
I know he's there. I can always feel it. He's never reached for me, not yet anyway. Always feels like he's gonna. Will his scabbed, liver-spotted hands make contact with me, or pass through?
By L.C. Schäfer5 days ago in Fiction
When Dreams Are Scary
I aim to write these so that you can enjoy them as stand alone stories, or one after the other. If you'd like to do the latter (they're all very short):
By L.C. Schäfer6 days ago in Fiction
Darling, You SHALL Go to the Alibi
OK, look, the woman was an absolute witch. I slaved away doing every-bloody-thing while she and her precious brats sat on their flabby arses.
By L.C. Schäfer7 days ago in Fiction
Good Boy
This is like one of my dreams, but I can't wake up. Yesterday, I was fit and strong. I could run fast. I was loyal. It wasn't perfect. The time I had with Her was never long enough. My whole life was longing for the sigh against the warmth of her. I loved her more than anything. So much it hurt, and the hurt was all of me. I worshipped her smell, lived for her hand on my ears.
By L.C. Schäfer8 days ago in Fiction
Shhh! I'm Hunting...
The hunter wears the forest like an old cape. Easy. Familiar. Comfortable. Footfalls are soft and catlike in the dirt, bow ready, nerves strung tight. It's elusive, the quarry. Success owes as much to luck as skill. Today, perhaps, the hunter will be lucky.
By L.C. Schäfer9 days ago in Fiction
Sweet Little Lies
She braced herself on the kitchen counter, Declan's hands running up her thighs. "Gotta be quick," he murmured, his breath hot in her ear, her skirt pushed up. "She'll be home any minute."
By L.C. Schäfer10 days ago in Fiction
When There's No Ground Left
The twins sat in the poky room, whispering to each other. It glinted between them in the dark. Tilde bit her lip, her eyes darting to the doorway.
By L.C. Schäfer11 days ago in Fiction