short story
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He hated wearing the tux, which hugged him in all the wrong places. He hated her being the star of the evening. He hated her picture on Page Six of The Post, even though his press agent had planted it. He hated the stupid show and certainly wasn’t thrilled watching other men look at what…
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A trail of bright red drips extends down the hallway; remnants from last night’s little accident. The woman I live with let herself go a little too long between feedings in an attempt to lose weight and got so hungry she ended up draining one of her human friends. She said he was trying to…
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Find us on Venice Beach, on Santa Monica, on Hermosa. We’ve smiled at you on Manhattan Beach, our pearly whites gleaming. We’ve let you kiss our red lipstick lips, and then we drew our fangs and plunged.
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Deep into the heart of the forest they eventually went, blazing a trail that could lead them back to their tent. They walked on with Wole telling them that they had come too far to go back. And so, tiredly they walked on until Adaeze fell into a—a stream! And with a gasp of excitement,…
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The policeman turns to look at him well. “My friend, we are looking for your kidney and not your money. You didn’t give the man your money. What you gave him is your kidney, and that’s what we need to find. It’s when we find it we can begin to talk about your money. Pray…
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She found Teller Vanidicus’ eyes once more, and now—now—she understood. He knew about that green, green world, and his mind drifted there. Judith lost herself the same. “That’s what we could have?” She felt the heat of tears falling between her parted lips. “Why would we… How could we destroy it?”
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Her heart thumped sporadically against the now softened cage of ribs inside her. Droplets of overly salty sweat rained down from her hairline, she reached up for her hair with clumsy fingers and greasy clumps fell away, some sticking to what her hands had become.
