He Brews in Her Cauldron of Sin

"The day the Devil filled herself with the love of God, the angels fell, and Heaven learned to revere sodomy."

"Your one o’clock appointment is here, Chief," Angelica, the ever-dutiful receptionist, chattered through the Heavenly intercom.God sighed.And somewhere on Earth, a thunderstorm brewed.This meeting had been on His agenda every Thursday since the beginning of time.Why would today be any...

The Blossoming Of Veronica – Part Eight: Drifting

"Chasing rainbows through the cracks of in-between, where the ghosts of who we were still whisper."

It was Henry who still fought.He served breakfast in bed. Strong, motherfucking coffee for me, honeyed tea for her. Bacon and pancakes laced in syrup. And on my plate, a small square of Belgian chocolate. The ones that would have...

The Blossoming Of Veronica – Part Five: Hunger

"March became April. Winter surrendered. Desire became hunger. And waiting? The waiting is the hardest part."

The soft glow of streetlights filtered through the window, casting flickering shadows on the ceiling. The air was thick with the slow, curling tendrils of smoke, the sharp, earthy scent of weed wrapping around us like a blanket.The big rift...

The Blossoming of Veronica – Part Four: A World of Trouble

"Alice had unwrapped my cocoon, and now, the world trembled under the flutter of my wings"

I woke with a jolt, stirred from a dream that wasn’t mine.Alice was murmuring in her sleep, words tangled and soft, lost in the haze of unconsciousness. Her nose twitched, delicate and restless. Then, suddenly—her eyes fluttered open.For a moment,...

The Blossoming of Veronica – Part Two: Surrender

"Nothing that feels like this—angels dancing on my every nerve and life flowing so uncontrollably delightful—can ever be a sin."

The morning light crept through the edges of my curtains, bathing my room in a muted, gray glow. I lay still, staring at the ceiling, the remnants of my dream clinging to my senses. The steam, the glances, the tension—it...