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It is one in the morning, you are on your usual home burglary spree. You’ve never been caught yet, you make sure you leave no trail behind. You’re a cold and senseless sociopath who only cares about getting her prize by the end of the night

"The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?" -Edgar Allan Poe, "The Premature Burial" *** Wallace dreaded nothing more than being alone in the dark, here of all places

Chapter 8: Cleaning House From the steps of the warrior hall, I watched a red-headed girl writhe until her body heaved and her struggle ceased. It was too bad really—from where I stood, the girl looked very pretty. Well, no sense crying over spilt milk

My Japanese Love Part 8: One Month Later It has been a month since Amya’s death. Things really have changed. I’m happy to be with Akira and the idea of possibly being a father makes me even more proud. So proud in fact that Akira and I have fucked like rabbits over the past month

One day, two lesbians were sitting on a couch comparing panties. These were not the kind of lesbians you would see in Playboy and Penthouse. These lesbians were fat atheist communist lesbians. One of them had a little moustache and a couple of scraggly chin hairs

Brazilian Connection 2 Joe and Emma were eagerly awaiting the plane carrying the six new girl’s fresh from Brazil. The airport at Cincinnati was bustling and Joe knew the girls would go unnoticed with all the commotion going on

Two days till graduation and I’m just writing my last letter, the most important one really. Some will understand, some won’t, their thoughts on the matter don’t. Matter that is

The Wendigo Alice knew the winter storm was coming in an hour or so. But she made one of her friends a promise. Her friend Ambers husband, had been missing for two months. Him and a few friends went hunting and a winter storm hit. No one could find them

Saema’s funeral wasn’t scheduled until 1:00 the next afternoon, but the boyfriend got to the funeral home at around 11:00 AM and requested to get to view her body one more time before the funeral

My name is Katherine. Most of you would call me a ghost, or perhaps an angel. I am you see, what most mortals call "dead". In fact, today is my funeral. I hadn't really planned on dying. I'm only 21 years old. I had just returned from the spring formal dance

Disclaimer: This story contains exceptionally graphic gore content and cannibalism as well as misogyny and violence against women. If you're not into that, don't read or rate. It's been four months now since the Coronavirus lockdown came into effect and I have to say

Barbara always liked to live life in the fast lane. As brilliant as she was beautiful, she graduated at the top of her class at USC and received a law degree with honors

I have been playing on the Ouija board last night October 11th and have gotten some good responses. I then asked “When will I be swallowed in the devils butt?” The response TOMORROW This part is true. I asked what time and the response 12

Evil Souls Have No Limits I am looking down at an enclosed file. After opening, I read over the file. The file lists my next target. I do not know what this man has done or who wants him dead. He and his family are my next targets

PART 2 ------------------------ The other day I tripped and fell down the stairs, only to wake up again in bed

-----A scream echoed through the night as she felt herself slam into the hard brick of the alley. She looked up pleadingly into his eyes but found, instead of the mercy which she so desperately desired, only a cold gaze

Chapter Eighteen: Angels and Demons Having been born into the lifestyle, it was only natural that Rich was now deeply immersed in it. He had been born to a prostitute, and no one ever knew who his father was

"We are so accustomed to disguising ourselves to others that in the end we become disguised to ourselves.” -Francois de La Rochefoucauld *** Miranda turned to say something to Richard and saw that he wasn't there. Only then did she realize she had no idea where she was

Rachael stumbled as she was led across the floor. “Now, let me tell you about our new relationship,” Mr. Smith sat down and unzipped his pants. He pulled her down on her knees. His cock was short and hairy, not the least bit attractive

They come upon an intersection, and there are four different paths to take. Sasha says, “I’ll take the middle.” Winter says, “I’ll take the first path on the left