I’ve been prowling around your lair, hoping to catch a glimpse of you amongst the shadows. * Been scavenging your trash for leftover words, I would have drunk straight from your lips. * Beware my fangs, and my claws… Love. * Beware the lust I have to press my mouth upon your neck. To hunt…… Continue reading Beware…
The vibration of the cellphone in her purse had gotten her attention as she was walking down the subway station stairs. Where are you? She simply turned it off. There was the temptation to write back something snippy like that saying she had seen online… “Don’t push me away and then wonder where I went”…… Continue reading In the dark…
Blank. Drawing a blank. She would have laughed aloud, if that expression didn’t irritate her more, than not being able to write one solitary word, before tossing the paper in the air, or on the floor, or just crumpling it up in anger. “There! That’s it for me. I can’t take anymore!” Writer’s block.…… Continue reading In your last letter to me…
What did you just say? I thought I heard, you utter a word or two, but then I fell asleep, not having the option of remaining in your presence, before I succumbed to the need for rest of mind, that troubled me so, the thoughts of late, of why and when, and how much…… Continue reading Thoughts…
My path is not uncertain, though you might think so if you chose the paths that I did I told my feet where they needed to go, and try as they would to avoid the pitfalls and contours of my uncertainty, they heeded my wishes and continued on my quest. The blackness of the…… Continue reading Wandering afoot…
I like to give you Lovelies your share of power in the Cove! And some of you seemed disappointed with the lack of proper ending with my last story, And then. It was part of the point. But I don’t take comments lightly, and I decided that I might as well continue the story.…… Continue reading The people have spoken…
She had been sitting in the room, blindfolded, for what seemed like an eternity… Her hands were tied to the wooden chair, and she still had goosebumps from the lingering feeling of his fingers on her wrists… The house was silent. She couldn’t tell where he was, or if he still was there to…… Continue reading And then…
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One morning, I woke up and felt a weird urge to build something. I had no specific construction skills but it didn’t matter. My hands were just itching and there was nothing to be done about it. I found a spot in the woods, planted a sign in the…
Around him, she always tried to keep her cool. To present herself with elegance, tilting the head just a little to catch his gaze. Oh how she wished he only had eyes for her… And though discreetly, she tried to make herself noticed everytime he looked her way… What he couldn’t see, was how,…… Continue reading Like a swan…
She pulled out the keys and unlocked the door. She had waited for that moment for weeks, and as she entered the penthouse, she took each step carefully. She wanted to enjoy every second. She was exactly where she wanted to be, and the fact that he had agreed to join her made the…… Continue reading Stay…
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