"What price to keep magic in the world?"
"Come away, O human child!To the waters and the wildWith a faery, hand in hand,For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand."-WB Yeats, "The Stolen Child"***William didn't tell anyone that the baby spoke to him. Who would...
"A young messenger finds herself in a spot of bother."
The tunnel seemed to stretch on forever. Dim lights were the only thing illuminating the desolate subways, and even then it wasn’t very bright. Faint echoes of water dripping could be heard all around and quick rushes of steam from...
"Turbulent adventures, sexual intrigue, magic and monsters all are set in ancient Arabia."
The whole palace had the smell of myrrh. The myrrh was a decoy, a mask, a facade. It masked a subtle odor that one would not want to associate with such an esteemed part of the desert land. The emperor...
"Turbulent adventures, sexual intrigue, magic and monsters, all are set in ancient Arabia."
The clang of steel interrupted the afternoon post prandial stupors of all palace personnel. It was the Sultana training her children in sword fighting. Everyone stayed clear of the practice arena except designated personnel. The only designated personnel were the...
"Turbulent adventures, sexual intrigue, magic and monsters, all are set in ancient Arabia."
Khalid sneered. He saw his lieutenant Mustafa inserting his cock into the folds of the red skinned beauty with perfectly formed breasts and thick, curly black hair that fell to her shoulders. She nodded, feigning pleasure on her face, and...
"In gothic boudoirs throughout the land, monsters are created from the corpses of former lovers"
Break the sod and shovel through the wormy loam Crack the casket lid and take my lover home Cut away the flesh and sinew, hack the bone Slap the slab and pierce the jigsaw till it's sewn * Search the...
"What risks do we take when we become vulnerable and offer ourselves to someone?"
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.I see the cold, pale moonlightSpear through the windowOnto the damp-cold wood of the hallway.It stabs viciously,A burning ache of hungerFor my misery to...
It was midnight when she started screaming.Ellen groaned. Stephen sat up but she grabbed his arm. "No!" she said. "We agreed.""Honey, for God's sake listen to her. She's terrified!" Ellen turned on the beside lamp. "I don't care. She has...