Being in His house made me shiver, and it wasn’t the good kind. Being in this room made the shivers even worse, and it made me remember everything I had done here. It was my bedroom, and everything was as I left it. White sheets rumpled, my clothes in place. . The marshals stood a … Continue reading For Leroy
The silence woke her, she sprang up in bed, a light veil of sweat all over her body. She squinted about in the dark. Why's it so quiet? I left the bubbler on. She reached for the reading lamp, fumbling for the switch. She reached it but there was someone's hand already there. She flew … Continue reading Lilou
"Say your last prayer, Marge" Simeon said to me, his gun trained at my head. I looked across the table to Phillip, who was prepared to leave at all costs. I reached for my fork, sliced into my waffles, noting how it had gone from sickly sweet to cottony blandness, my tongue caressed its lover … Continue reading Waffles ( A Short Story)
It seemed like forever as I began to fall off the ship, feeling the joint weight of Grace and Diana drag me. I could hear the splashes that preceded me and the frantic beating of my heart in my chest, so I took a deep breath. I kept my eyes closed as I hurtled towards … Continue reading Sirens Descent
My head throbbed and I groaned, blinking rapidly to adjust to the light. Daytime, I've been out for so long. My thoughts immediately went to Grace and Diana, I forced my eyes open and squinted around for them, Grace was beside me, her eyes raised to the heavens. Diana too was awake, staring blinding in … Continue reading The Sirens Wail
It was stormy outside, the dark blue waves slammed repeatedly against the hull of the ship and we rocked with it like faithful lovers. I got up and waved the tiny vial of smelling salts under my nose, fighting off the saltiness flooding my mouth and the nauseous simmering in my belly. I looked over … Continue reading Sirens
Lanre Ayomije had always been a queer sort of child. The kind that would stare with interest at a twisted limb, just imagining how the bones lay beneath the surface. The kind of child that grew beyond his age because of his interests. I knew he was a bit odd when he was 6, he … Continue reading Tea, Anyone?
"So nice to meet you. Doctor Hertford. I'd love to have a visit but I'm dreadfully afraid of offices. How about lunch at my place?" I took her hand and shook it "Of course, your address is on this card, yes?" "Yes it is" she smiled and stalked off. I stared at her fine ass … Continue reading 3: 00am on a Monday in May.
My head hurts, I reach out to hold it. Just in case my brain is spilling out. Where am I anyway? I open my eyes and take in my surrounding. Lots of dust and the acrid smell of death and burnt things. A lady, her entire body covered but her eyes was screaming a name. … Continue reading Loop
In response to The Daily Post's writing prompt: "BYOB(ookworm)." well, turns out I do have the time and inclination to write. The First book is Lights. "So Apparently I've been reincarnating for as long as I live, and I have a psychic best friend, she's dead and alive. And a hunk of a boyfriend. I … Continue reading New York Bestseller