Dark Dreams of the Hunted
Short Story Sunday: Dark Dreams of the Hunted Sharp pain then exquisite pleasure unlike anything he’d every imagined. Teeth sinking … Continue reading Dark Dreams of the Hunted
Short Story Sunday: Dark Dreams of the Hunted Sharp pain then exquisite pleasure unlike anything he’d every imagined. Teeth sinking … Continue reading Dark Dreams of the Hunted
Ever have one of those days? I was literally up to my elbows in blood. It was all over my … Continue reading One of those days
It is dark and quiet in the hour before sunrise. The only sound other than my computer keys is the … Continue reading In that hour before sunrise…
No End in Sight The cold tile under her feet was always preferable to shoes. That was something her mother … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: No End in Sight…
A Christmas Journey People don’t know who or what we are. We’ve kept it that way for centuries, as stories … Continue reading A Christmas Journey
I dream of books I cannot read. I dream of blank pages. I dream of leather wing back chairs, a … Continue reading I dream of books I cannot read