PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson WARNING: may not be suitable for squeamish readers Rats gnawing. Stabbing pain. Falling forever. Maniacal laughter. Trevor woke with a splash, teeth chattering enough to chip his caps, in a tub he didn't recognize. The water was ice cold – and pink. Head fuzzy, he cast about to orient. White… Continue reading #FF — Harvest
Category: horror
TSS #7 — Released
His skin, so smooth and warm, his muscles testament to sweat equity and discipline, his smile bright as nuclear fusion, his demeanor solicitous and addictive. Three years she had been spellbound, three years she had suffered within the confines of tortured passion with a man whose soul was as empty as the vacuum of space.… Continue reading TSS #7 — Released
#FF — On the fence
Trees surrounded the house like a cage. Tangi asked the realtor, “Why has this house been on the market so long? The price is more than right.” Inhaling visibly, the realtor answered, “Mechanically it's sound, and there are no liens.” “That's not what I asked.” “Once an offer is made, I'm able to disclose specifics,”… Continue reading #FF — On the fence
#FFFC 55 — ET Factory Farm
A persistent urban myth is that aliens abduct humans and do weird experiments on us involving probes, after which they drop us back off onto the planet after giving us amnesia. The myth is unfounded -- the reality is much different. Extraterrestrials do abduct humans, but not to do any silly experiments on us. They've… Continue reading #FFFC 55 — ET Factory Farm
dVerse MTB — evil in waiting
It was a regular Saturday morning for the junior bowling league, where my 10 year old son's and other teams rolled, which took up many of the 50 lanes at the alley, but not all; there was open bowling, where looking around I saw a white man in his 30s or older with a young… Continue reading dVerse MTB — evil in waiting
The Winner (mature audiences only)
The phone rang Friday afternoon. Betsy almost dropped her cell when she heard the words, “You won the writing contest.” At first she thought it was a prank call. She'd told so many people about entering the contest, but invariably when they heard what the story was about, they got funny looks on their faces… Continue reading The Winner (mature audiences only)
Reena’s Exploration Challenge #115 — Unforgettable
penetrating captive bolt gun Jeremy had grown up in a family of meat-eaters. Their belief was that a meal wasn't a real meal unless it included meat. Jeremy questioned it no more than he questioned he put his socks on before putting his tennis shoes on every morning. That was until.... The day started out… Continue reading Reena’s Exploration Challenge #115 — Unforgettable
#MM Saturday Mix — The idea was difficult to swallow.
image link Twenty-five years ago, there was a neighbor kid who had gotten into the habit of pulling up the plants in our garden for fun. We'd tried speaking with the boy's mother, fencing in the yard, employing kindness and reason with him, then yelling and threats. We'd even called the police on the youngster… Continue reading #MM Saturday Mix — The idea was difficult to swallow.
#FF — disagreement (aka sacrifice)
PHOTO PROMPT © Ronda Del Boccio There were things that needed to be cleared up between them. Jake was mild-mannered but salty and firm when necessary. Gayle was sweet with a textured personality. Their seven-year relationship became complicated on their sailing vacation to the Pacific Rim's Ring of Fire. While scuba-diving, Jake found a jewel-encrusted… Continue reading #FF — disagreement (aka sacrifice)
What do you see? #2 — Karma is a b…..
Miranda's symptoms were becoming harder to ignore – and hide. The day she vomited blood in the kitchen in front of her children, husband, and her parents who were over for dinner was the day there was no more hiding. Her mother loomed over her as she punched the number to the family doctor into… Continue reading What do you see? #2 — Karma is a b…..
