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THE MICROWAVE A STORY BY JOHNY RYONA Andrea "Asia" Hogan had grown up in completely obscure midtown America, having no clue that she was only born to be a human guinea pig 18 years later. So without having that knowledge she managed to grow up to be an average teenage girl

Tanya hurried down the the street. She had a sense someone was watching her Stalking her Hunting her. Tanya, who had just graduated highschool, was one of the most popular students. She was on the basketball team and track team. Everything seemed to stop after highschool though

John was, without a doubt, one of the luckiest men to ever live. Here he was, driving down Route 101 along the Pacific Coast in a convertible and a beautiful woman. He looked over at his new wife, Sherry, and smiled. She was stunning, and not just because he loved her

Everytime she exhaled, her chest ached. The cold stung her throat and lungs, and the cold dew on the grass was making her feet burn. It was dead silent, she tried to stop breathing whenever she took a step

Venessa stared at her hand holding the lever. She could hear the freedom cries of all f the creatures. "What did I do?" she wondered to herself, "Zombies, goblins, orcs, ghosts, a boogeyman!" she whispered

Flurries of activity started. The girls were already prepared to move with their elegant camouflaged robes. They brought black silk capes for discretion

Deep and Lovely Dark - Chapter 3 Rachel awoke in a dark room lit by candles on a four poster bed. Her head was banging, she took a moment to look around. Suddenly she recognised the room. It was the room where she had the most pleasurable and terrifying experience of her life

The New York night life was bustling as heaven and hell. From every corner you can hear the club Dj and can see the night lights. The city lanes were packed with commuters, hookers, vendors, cops and everything you can imagine of present in New York

This is a continuation of my first story: my job in a red room. (Like in first story: sorry for my not perfect English but, this story happened in East-Europe where I lived…) Chapter 1: - Terrible Proposal - Now its 10 days after ‘my first experience' in the red Room

Training Desmond Desmond woke. His head ached. More than ached. It was as if the Halle Orchestra was tuning up inside it and using his head for a kettle drum. Desmond woke and gradually became aware of his situation. His legs were cold. He was lying on something very hard

“Man is the Reasoning Animal. Such is the claim. I think it is open to dispute." -Mark Twain, "What is Man?" *** "What‘s wrong with ‘The Wolf Man‘?" The apartment was quiet. The lights were turned down low

I thought this was going to be my Celtic Halloween story since the pixies gave me this one. Because of the pixie’s actions, I can’t really say that I created this one. I lived it through in my mind and am telling you what went on

“I am innocent to a witch. I know not what a witch is.” “How do you know, then, that you are not one?” -Examination of Bridget Bishop, Salem Village, April 19, 1692 *** “Abbie Hobbs is a witch,” Ruth said. Phoebe was standing with her locker open, brushing her hair

1. Evan Sherman whistled Yankee Doodle as he entered the hallway, trying his hardest to not go insane. It was his fifth week as an RA and he already had a body count. He walked by Brad and Arthur's room and felt a shiver run down his spine

‘And the Eagle flies, with the dove,’ the words sang through her awakening mind. There was a breeze as well, and a gentle swaying, rocking motion. There was also a marvelous sensation occurring between her legs that seemed to be the source of the gentle motion she was experiencing