After Midnight
Poltergeists are the weakest of spirits, literally nothing more than manifestations of the deceased's will and emotions. they're barely aware, the poor dears.
Poem #59: Heal
_Heal_ Feel the colors of flowing time Never spend dollar nor dime Cannot escape what's fake or real Drink in dark fire and heal Let the words thicken me Strengthen this resounding plea Emblem on the page will seal Drink in black liquid and...
Arguments (Book7, Chapter2)
"you've been emotionally distant towards me for almost _two years_ now. i was a goddamn sex demon. a succubus. i used to have sex several times a day _every day_.
The Little Stuffed Gray Fox
My siblings and I came from a factory. A big factory without windows, full of bored, gray adults who didn’t smile as they played with us. My earliest memory was of a tired young woman inspecting our fur and sewing before placing us back on conveyer...
Where The Wild One Rests
# Where The Wild One Rests "It's me, love. Open up." The voice was muffled through the heavy wooden door. It was hoarse, rough - like a throat scraped raw from too much howling. He was already on his feet, fingers aching as they curled around...
Gortoz 'A Ran - ch 51- The need for her affection...
All the emotions i felt that evening... it was so overwhelming... i wasn't able to hide it any longer, not from nikki... i know she didn't felt comfortable about it... yet she still gave into her feelings...
Writing.
At the end of the day, all that and more has happened, merely by a few strokes of the writer's pen, that which brings life, emotion, and soul into our existance. ~lwolfeh
Sleeping Diamond - 1 - Invitation
Somehow, her body relaxed and the emotion fading away once more but a sudden warm feeling enveloped on the yellow kitsunes cheeks.
A Savior and a Martyr
I guess...i mean, there's some blood (not overly-gratuitous), death and sadness (hopefully something emotionally impactful), but there is no sex or anything like that. is death an adult-rated concept?
Sacrifice Not Requested
copyright comidacomida 2025 Ever since I could remember I've had a dog in my house. When I was born we had a Canine Corso named Bello. Technically he was in the house before me; my parents got him from the pound a litle before I was...
The World Tree
A short creation story about life, emotions, and purpose. (c) 2024 j. d. osborne-mcgavin. all rights reserved.
Just A Little While
The child coughed and covered it's mouth and nose as the doors to the transport slid open, letting the air from outside rush into the interior, flooding his nose and throat when it breathed in. Frightened, and hardly able to breathe, the child clung to...