The seduction of horror in the literary world is as captivating now as it has ever been. Entice your audience to experience the forbidden, carnal exhilaration that a cocktail of sex and adrenaline-pumping terror can evoke.
Titillate their minds and senses with consensual masochism as they willingly submit to the pleasures of fear.
From the Gothic desires of sensuous vampires to the spine-tingling suspense of psychological torment, sate your readers unquenchable thirst for blood and bosoms.
Jack and Jessie struggled their way down the stairs in the pitch black. Jessie turned an ankle and stubbed a toe in her high heels until she abandoned them. Jack hit his head on an overhanging branch. But, eventually, they made it to Jay Bird. They slept,...
Jessie and Jack rifled through their duffles in search of something a little dressier than their birthday suits. Jessie had it relatively easy as sponsors gifted her resort-wear to advertise on Instagram. She found a sarong, a midnight-blue blouse, and he...
Once it became clear that Covid was going to be an apparently endless cluster fuck, Jessie and Jack decided they had to change up their lives. Being locked up in their apartment and living life on Zoom only confirmed what they had been feeling even before...
"Are you interested in ancient temples?" she asked. Arthur looked up from his late lunch at the small Welsh country pub outside Pembroke. It was the thirteenth of August. The Summer sun had warmed the afternoon nicely, and the patio table he sat at was in...
Through an ignorant sex ritual, attempting a new thrill, we had unwittingly opened the gate, allowing entities of shadowy darkness to gain a foothold in our realm. Of the seven of us, only I remained, my friends consumed and possessed by the vile, evil mo...
The murky day surrendered to the sharp shadows of night, all hope of serenity lost to the utter blackness of despair. A lifeless cloud of ominous oppression threatened the bleak world throughout the twilight of the day, delivering ill omens. In the forebo...
There is substance and there is shadow; of this, I am certain. While we envision ourselves as children of the light, the essence of the divine, our view of the multiverse may very well be askew. It is entirely possible that we, so self-absorbed in the mun...
A low moan of pleasure escaped her lips. His head was nestled between her legs as he licked her there. She caressed his curly hair. The feeling of his probing tongue sent erotic ripples through her young body. They were high school sweethearts. The summer...
"In Oriental myth, the Foxwoman is an evil spirit of torment and strife. It took the form of a beautiful woman and seduced men to their ruin. Luckily, we no longer believe in evil spirits." *** The blue ornate kimono she had been wearing had long since en...
Lu had met the handsome and distinguished gentleman, Paul Gillies, at a music bar. She had been sitting at the bar and turned to the right and saw the most handsome man she'd ever set eyes on playing the piano. He had chiselled cheekbones and brown hair w...
“Tempting,” Jordan whispered to himself, caressing the picture on the screen, “so very tempting.” Two weeks had passed since he first met her eyes looking out of his laptop. Somehow she had slipped past his ad blocker while he explored the darker recesses...
Jenny took the stairs two at a time, pushing herself to reach the third floor as the footsteps behind her came closer. She missed a step and slammed into the stairs, the impact knocking the wind out of her and opening a gash on her forehead as her head bo...
Brock returned to the bunker, winded. “I got more ammo for the AR,” he hollered. “Good,” Brittany shouted back. “Load me up some magazines! This hunting rifle is overkill.” He loaded as fast as he could, but couldn’t keep his mind on his task. Brittany lo...
I divide the story of my life into two parts: the years before the incident and the time since. What occurred rocked my world like a psychic earthquake. I was looking for a transformation, and I found it in the abyss of a human soul. Growing up, I had bee...
"No, I'm not doing it." "But dinkums." "I'm not doing any more." "Sweety-pie." "Don't you dinkums and sweety-pie me, I've said 'No' and I mean it." "What's the matter? Didn't you enjoy yourself? You did get a nice Georgie Eliot helping hand and you de...
