Series
Just a Taste Part 5. Content Warning.
Ch 5: Whatever You Say, Daddy Isabella December 16th, 2024- Montgomery Mansion, Columbia- 7:22 AM Daddy sent a limo to collect me at exactly 7:00, reiterating his love for two things: money and punctuality. I'm on that list somewhere, but those are his priorities.
By Rain Dayze2 months ago in Fiction
Nothing to Lose Part 3
When Jonas's eyes opened the next morning, Susan was gone. He stared at the pillow where her head was, pulling it close to him like so many mornings before. It was not the most conventional relationship. Not that it could be. The hurdles that separated them were bigger than what either could work around. But still, Jonas knew that at a different time, she was his soulmate. And as dysfunctional as they were, finding that in another person was rare.
By Jason Morton3 months ago in Fiction
Just a Taste Part 3. Content Warning.
Ch 3: Chasing Shadows Isabella December 13th, 2024- University of South Carolina, Cafeteria- 10:30 AM (Lunch Period) “Daddy, I’m fine! Like I told you, it was as if God himself intervened!” I explained excitedly, stabbing at my medium-rare steak, roasted potatoes, and mixed greens salad. “An animal, maybe a wolf? I don’t know, but it came out of nowhere and tore that guy's throat out! It was incredible!”
By Rain Dayze3 months ago in Fiction
Just a Taste Part 2. Content Warning.
Ch 2: Innocent Dylan December 12th, 2024- Undisclosed location, approximate time: 8:45 PM Diablo, that's what people call me. I was once Dylan Aldridge, a broke, violent, homeless teenager. Fuck, that feels like a lifetime ago. Nowadays, I live secluded, yet comfortably. Known for my animal-like aggression and killing methods. To those on the outside looking in, I am a demon.
By Rain Dayze3 months ago in Fiction
Nothing To Lose
Jonas walked out of the building, and he was exhausted. It had been months since the last time he visited his oncologist, and he'd felt fatigued, in pain, and worried. Now, as he walked out of the Midwest Regional Cancer Clinic, he knew his worries weren't wasted. His cancer was in stage four and had spread throughout most of his body.
By Jason Morton3 months ago in Fiction
Stir the Blood 🐺
The man is stark naked, but that's not the first thing you notice about him. Not even if you might have had a lifetime of longing and whatifs trailing out behind you like an unused wedding train. To the point any romantic or lustful tendencies long since atrophied, and your greatest satisfaction is ensuring every strand of hair in your tight bun is placed with military, even geometric precision.
By L.C. Schäfer3 months ago in Fiction
Effie & Simon. Top Story - August 2026.
I am at it again. This thing, it fits me, tight, like a glove. Tighter. Like a second skin. My sister isn't here tonight. She has not been here for several nights. She's so waif-like, now, so whisper-thin, that she's almost not anywhere at all. With the shadowy circles under her eyes so dark you could almost believe they were bruises. Maybe they are. May he hit her again.
By L.C. Schäfer3 months ago in Fiction
