'Salt and pepper?' 'I'll bring some over, sir. Any sauces?' 'Ketchup, please darling.' He gave me that look. That look that they all have that ends by drifting from my face down to my chest and as I walk away I can feel his eyes staring at my rear. The uniform we're made to wear … Continue reading BON APPÉTIT
One heart, two sides.Opposing factions: love and hate.He could feel both, after the outbursts and the abuse.As she slept it off.Love and hate, sympathy and anger.It couldn't go on.But how did it end? Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt, hosted by SammiScribbles. This week’s prompt was: Faction. Click on the link to read more stories by … Continue reading OPPOSING FACTIONS
The monster haunted her every dream. A giant, ten-feet high, with blue glowing eyes and long willowy tendrils. It came for her through the fire and smoke, a vision of Hell surrounded by the dead. She knew why it came for her. It knew she was vulnerable, a victim, an easy target that it could … Continue reading EVE
The insults poured from their mouths like dark water cascading in a torrent, tumbling on top of him and those he loved. The more they beat him down, the more determined he was to stand up. In the end, like the rocks worn down by years of abuse from a waterfall, he could take the … Continue reading TORRENT OF ABUSE
In the dead of the night. That was how I expected to find her. Dead. As I approached the house, nothing changed my mind. It was still. Still like a house with no one alive in it. I pictured the scene I knew was waiting for me. Her, lying on the floor. Red blood pooling … Continue reading BE STILL MY BEATING HEART
Iain Kelly 