Fantasm - Page 139

This story has been mostly finished for a while. I thought of entering it in CAW #17, since the theme is “you gotta love a man in uniform”. There is love of a sort, and there are lots of uniforms, but this is too scary a tale for a non-Halloween-themed Challenge

The events in this story follow directly behind Gabriella - Powder Room Debauchery Gabriella – The Liquidation Equation By Milly Dynamite “When I was in the Marines we had this word to describe bad situations

Jay and Chris had been roommates in their freshman year of college. After discovering the other was also gay, they embarked on a relationship that had lasted throughout their college days. They were now ending their junior year and were still going strong. One issue, however: the sex

She woke slowly, her head whirling. As her mind began to clear a little, she realized she was lying on a bed, bound down spread-eagled, completely naked. She couldn’t move a muscle, and was both blindfolded and gagged

The Horror At The Bruja House By rutger5 (An Original Story - Copyright 2012) DISCLAIMER - This is a work of fiction. All similarities to anyone living or dead is in your imagination

Beautiful People By Jax_Teller It had been long week working among people who had the personality of limp cold spaghetti, and I was tired of the bullshit. I showered up after work and leathered up to go out for a motorcycle ride

Sasha walked through the grave yard with a drink in hand, her finger going around one small spool of yarn of eight in her jacket pocket. She was a sewer. Her hair was long, wavy and black. The girl of Japanese heritage wore spandex pants, a white t-shirt and a shiny leather jacket

Zahra couldn't help herself. She was fascinated by Timsar, her older sister's husband. Of course she made no outward sign to him, or anyone else in her family, but she secretly counted the hours to his return each time he went out

As valkyrie was pulled out of the ventilation ducts she screamed with a terrible gut wrenching fear. She was going to die. They finished pulling and she landed on her ass, the tall bulking men standing in front of her, grinning at their triumph

I sat down to write a part two of this story and was gonna start off with a recap of what happened last time from dad's perspective, but it kinda took over and well, this is what came out Hope you enjoy, I still plan on writing more chapters soon so stay tuned

Eva and Father A cold gust of night air blew into the house as Eva opened the door. Her long, red-brown hair whipped across her face as she stepped over the threshold and closed the door behind her

“Books cannot be killed by fire. People die, but books never die. No force can abolish memory.” -Franklin Roosevelt *** It started with a play

It was another just another weekend for me, my assignments were done and there was no courses for next two days. I was staring at the screen of my television with a controller in my hand trying to lose myself in another world on the screen

Catherine’s 18th birthday was tomorrow, and she had just finished shopping for her outfit for her party. When she arrived home, she called, “Daddy, I’m back!” but to no avail. No answer. She stopped by her father’s room and gave the door a little knock

Kyle knew that by the end of the week he would either kill someone or die. He'd been on the streets for two weeks, keeping to back alleys to minimize the chance that he'd run into another person, but there was no getting away from the scent of blood. He smelled it everywhere