New Years Eve Story — Elves and Vices

This is one I wrote a year or two ago, for one or Rory’s challenges.  I found it during the ongoing file management and thought to share it.  Beware it’s more than a little spicy! New Years Eve: Elves and Vices‘Twas the night before New Years’ and all through the clubEvery creature was snorting to…

#FF — Chosen by a Goddess

photo (c) J Hardy WARNING: Disturbing content Chosen by a Goddess For years I watched them. My faded blue uniform, dingy yellow pail on wheels with filthy water, and heavy mop gave me a front-row ticket to the show. Every morning and afternoon, they knelt before me, a chorus of chattering goddesses, their firm young…

#FF — Harvest

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…

dVerse — prosery — Chuang Tzu’s Butterfly Nightmare

“Argh…. unh….” He groans as the corkscrews are twisted, their points aiming for his liver and kidneys. In a nightmare, it is the awareness of what is happening rather than the act itself that brings agony. Paralyzed, nonetheless Mo is able to wake up – to pitch black. Was there a power outage? Bathed in…

#MM Saturday Mix — The Cut of His Jib

Some fine ladies, fool or wise, Measure a man by the hue of his eyes. Some women judge, by moon or by sun The silhouette of his tushy buns Others scream at the sheen to his wavy hair While his smile can lay their wild passions bare Some go by legs, others by hands, I…

dVerse — new POV — Predator (disturbing content warning)

Albuquerque ain’t Miami but it’s close Warm scent of prey in the air Looky at that one over there Asking for it, no begging I’ll be doing her a favor Putting her out of her misery And cleaning up this town It’s what I do when the sun goes down * If the meth heads…