"Going on vacation should be fun? Shouldn't it?"
I looked around the small bar. It wasn't like most of the sports bars back home. There were no huge televisions that showed multiple sports games at once. There was just one small monitor above the bar. Two ladies were...
Lori had been sitting at her desk for over an hour. She was supposed to be doing research, but instead, she sat there staring at her screen and thinking of her options.On the one hand, she could just allow herself...
Lori had been home from Harriet’s for a few hours. She felt energized and slightly electric, but what had actually happened was a little blurry. Her body could remember quite clearly just how good it felt. ‘Who knew that Harriet...
Over the last few days, the only thing Lori could think of was whether or not to take those last two lives. The song, Cruel To Be Kind kept playing in her mind.She tried to reason her conflicting emotions. On...
Lori awoke with the taste of blood in her mouth like she did most mornings. It seemed like such an odd thing to get used to, but it was now her new norm. It had happened nine more times since...
Over the last week, Lori had taken two more lives. The first one after Jason had been a complete surprise. She had gone to the movies to distract herself and met a boy that had flirted with her many times....
The rain was coming down harder than ever so Lori was soaking wet by the time she made it through her front door. Her hair was matted to her head and her eyes were large and alert. She looked slightly...
A raindrop fell onto Lori’s cheek and she paused to look up. The darkening sky was threatening to pour down. She smiled for the first time in weeks. Lori loved days like this and they almost made her feel complete....
"Is Stan Satanowski truly a Son of Satan?"
Stan Satanowski stepped out of the state of the art spray tanning booth in his basement. It was a computer-controlled, fully-automatic model and should have cost much more than he could possibly afford, but he had gotten it basically for...
"Just a kiss in the moonlight"
It was a cold, gray January day in 1955. Fighting the chill, Tammy pulled her coat tighter. She was only five feet tall, but had just recently turned eighteen. Her shoulder length brown hair pulled back into a ponytail only added...
