Fan Fiction

Swirling
Zito Park: Autumn 1969 "Who left that toy in the tree?" Abigail Anosetti asked as she played with her friends. "I don't know, but it's tangled there and it doesn't look like it can be loosened without cutting its strings." Louie Binetti said, staring at it.
By John Scipio4 months ago in Fiction
MHOS Part 22: Making an impression (Day 5). Content Warning.
We leave the sex club unsettled.. The sex was fantastic, the realizations weren't. We get in the car and drive back to my place. Husk notices I'm not taking him back to Obsession so he can walk home and says "Every 4 days!" & I say "I don't care.. not today. Not right now."
By Her Ellaness♿️4 months ago in Fiction
The Assistant
Date: April 8th, 2001 Time: 11:52:15 “Mark, the phone is ringing. Mark… MARK THE PHONE! God, can’t you do anything right?!”
By Kaitlin Ball4 months ago in Fiction
MHOS Part 21: Consent. Content Warning.
I get in the car and head home to Gary's to check on the room and it's even more beautiful than I expected.. It was deep, dark, purple with light purple trim and chrome all around.
By Her Ellaness♿️4 months ago in Fiction
MHOS Part 20: A beautiful day in Hell. Content Warning.
It's time to explore more of Lust I've been to the tavern, to Peaches place, Husks and to my two homes, but I have yet to explore the neighborhood itself and it's a beautiful day in Hell, I think I'll take the opportunity to do just that.
By Her Ellaness♿️4 months ago in Fiction
The Light Beneath the Door
The key, a simple brass affair heavier than it looked, had resided in a velvet-lined box in the top drawer of the bureau for thirty years. For Elena, the room at the end of the hall wasn't just a physical space; it was an emotional time capsule she was too afraid to open. She and her brother, Leo, used to dare each other to stand in front of the door, pressing their ears to the cold wood, convinced they could hear the silence aging inside.
By J B4 months ago in Fiction
MHOS Part 19: Hell is forever. Content Warning.
We get to Pride and suddenly I feel under dressed.. and Gary feels like a Jalopy.. This place is pristine.. high end.. How is this place even a part of hell? It's like Cannibaltown.. but with technology.. and high rises.. and just as I start to get excited I get shoulder checked..
By Her Ellaness♿️4 months ago in Fiction
Nostradamus Predictions for 2026.
Nostradamus Predictions for 2026 Nostradamus remains one of the most enduring names in prophecy. Born Michel de Nostredame in sixteenth-century France, he worked as a physician, astrologer, and writer, a man who turned observation into prediction. His book Les Prophéties has travelled through centuries, its cryptic verses sparking argument and awe in equal measure. Some see his work as poetic philosophy, others as proof that the future leaves shadows long before it arrives. Whatever the truth, his name still rises whenever the world trembles.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 4 months ago in Fiction
MHOS Part 18: Alastor is always watching. Content Warning.
I walk past my car and meet Alastor at the bottom of the steps going to Husks cottage and greet him "Alastor, what can I do for you on this absolutely LOVELY day?" The thin closed mouth smile widened into a large sinister one.
By Her Ellaness♿️4 months ago in Fiction
What Happened After the Pool
David woke on the poolside lounger, sunglasses slipped to the bridge of his nose. Sunlight sliced across his retina in orange patches. His gaze drifted across the water to his wife, Sarah, in her white bikini, splashing wildly with Mark and John.
By Jin4 months ago in Fiction
The Summer He Counted Her Steps
Chapter One: The Wheat Field Jack left Manhattan for his grandfather’s Ohio farm in June. The farm had been empty for five years. The cornfield fence had rusted. But the wheat still grew—hard red winter wheat, planted before the old man died, never harvested, left to itself.
By Jin4 months ago in Fiction
MHOS Part 17: Alastor is watching (Day 4). Content Warning.
"That's not what I was expecting when you said you were going to take full advantage of me last night" Husk says as we leave the house with a box each of things I plan on moving to my underwater home. I smirk at him as we load the boxes in the trunk and say "Well what were you expecting?" As I close the trunk full of waterproof weapons and storage containers.
By Her Ellaness♿️4 months ago in Fiction