Lydia sat on the couch a bowl of overly buttered cancerous looking popcorn placed in front of her.Her favourite show was about to air. She sat tensely, her body filled with the excitement of someone who was ready to ride a rollercoaster.Who knew what the show would talk about tonight. Would it be UFOS, John Wayne Gacy, unsolved terrifying grisly murders, or lost love? Okay, that one was probably her least favourite. If sh...

You cultivated me to perfectionbut the only sin was that you sought something with no true agency,for my own good, of course,it wasn't entirely your fault,to graze against the almost violentelectric thrill of pure youth. I understood this ache to be needed. I was dressed in white when we met,dark eyes glittering when I told youI was once a dancer but the music one day fled from my bones,it scarred me where no one can see....

“That’s it, I think I’m finished!” Eunice squealed to herself as she held up the makeshift doll in her hands, admiring her work. It was a few weeks ago when Eunice came home to find the book wrapped in brown paper sitting on her doorstep. Thin hemp rope tied the package together with a little-folded note attached.  ‘What lengths would you go for the one you want most?’ She knew it had to be fate, some cosmic twist the uni...

I still remember the first time I felt her warm breath against my skin; it's soft bait sent shivers cascading down my spine. Since that very first time I have been trying to find that feeling again, longing for it, starved for it. Never finding it. I often found myself deep in thought in my thinking space. To most, it was simply an old dingy warehouse deep in the damages of age, but something about its decay comforted me,...

Johnny Preston and I had been best friends ever since we were four years old and his family moved into the house next to ours in the Dorset seaside village in which we lived. Though quite picturesque, it wasn’t one of the famous, must-see villages so hadn’t been over-developed and still retained most of its traditional fishing village charm. Our parents had become close friends instantly so Johnny and I had been thrown to...

I fell for his voice firstAs it flew through grey smokeThrough loud cursing laughterOver clinking glassesA small gig, a small barJust him and a guitarI sawOn a hot summer’s nightThrough flickering dim lightThe captivating sightOf his bodyEdgy alley-cat graceA lazy easy paceThe hungry-dangerousSmile on his stubbled faceHe called me his princessIt fuelled the incess--ant need that first late nightA manMuscles beneath his sh...

Whatever guided you and I first seemed to be simple chemistry, tiny atoms immediate and forever, seizing one upon one another. Our secrets helplessly spilled, not every one of them at first, we were too careful then at what we could relinquish even though we wished to just give it all away. It was as if a little more pain would make the entire heart follow next. And we spread beyond our own stories into one, an involuntar...

As he neared the downtown bar where he was to meet his friend, Marty was less than enthusiastic about their meeting. He was meeting his friend from college who had been his roommate for the five years they had spent at Tech. They met the first day of their freshman year when they just happened to be picked as roommates. As so rarely happens, Marty and Nelson became fast friends almost at once. They were both business majo...

From that moment onward Iona sought out this Russ called Long Sword. The images he had spun created a need so great that she could physically feel the man she wanted most. With Iona’s exhaustive imagination, she could feel Kieren’s resting on top of her. The press of his awe-inspiring body against the softness of hers felt real—skin on skin, moist from exertion. Behind her closed eyes, she could actually feel his hands sq...