Fantasm - Page 69

Cigarette smoke is drifting like an eerie mist towards the open window. The mute flickering of the TV screen lights it up like the flashes of a distant thunderstorm. The air is thick and heavy with ragged emotions and shattered hopes. 'You have always been miserable with me

Both of them were youngish, in their late teens or early twenties, but looking younger, and wise beyond their years. She was pretty in a cute, innocent way, and dressed in tee shirt and jeans, worn under a denim jacket

Martha was fast asleep on her bedroom floor when Zeus, her neighbor's dog bite her on the shoulder. Martha gasped in pain, then cooed the dog until it let go. She then positioned herself and lined the dog's cock with her cunt, then helped it fuck her

*Fixed some spelling mistakes* *As usual, if you're going to neg it please tell me why so I can improve. Don't neg it just because you don't like the themes, they're all tagged so if you don't like them don't read the story. And if you do like it, don't hesitate to give it a +1

The air on Moraband is thick and red. Rey stares through the window as they descend through the atmosphere. She leans her forehead against the glass, watching little dust storms sweep through the barren landscape. She hears Kylo Ren moving around the room behind her

I met the cutest guy at the club last Saturday night. His name's Mike. We really hit it off. Now, I don't usually go back to a guy's place when we first meet, but he was really cute, and wouldn't take my number, saying it's either now or never. I didn't want to miss my chance at him

[Forgive me for the English] My mom is the limit of strictness. I mean she is strict about everything. Right from our education, life, choices etc. As a result I usually aced the academics. But on the other hand, I used to be quite traumatized

“Darby, I can’t say I’m proud of what yall did.” “I’m sorry, sir” “Darby?” “Yessir?” The girl gulped. “The lord forgives, and as do I” “Thank you, sir, this time I promise I-” “Hold on now, I don’t remember saying I was going to forgive yall. You failed Darby

"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

Looking at the beach house sitting on the bluff, its multi-colored stone façade and huge walls of glass sparkling in the moonlight, one could be forgiven for not guessing at the depraved events unfolding inside

Marissa always got her way, with everything. School, home, boys, Melissa's boys- you name it, she probably had it. The girls were twins. Marissa was born differently though. She had the power to control minds, and Melissa didn't know. The girl's mom didn't know. Only Marissa knew

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

Wendy walked slowly down the narrowly lit hallway of her office building, her heels clacking on the freshly waxed floor. Her damn boss had made her work late again. Did the bastard think she didn’t have a life of her own? She knew he just enjoyed torturing her to no end

It started out just like any other weekend. Not sure of what to do. Not sure how it would end up. Friends called up with an offer to go watch a hockey game. Sure, why not, I wasn't doing anything else. We got warmed up in the parking lot, tailgating, drinking a few beers

( Passions of Innocents ) Chapter 3 ( Momma spills the beans ) Keith emerged from the shower feeling good and smelling a little sweeter