Stories tagged “femme fatale”

  • It's Just Business

    When I was 6, I was taught how to bait a hook. I found pleasure in the nightcrawler’s scream. At 7, my Crackerjack box offered up a prized magnifier I turned into a weapon of mass destruction. As I grew, my enemies fled in fear of my fascinations...

    • Author: 32 Squared
    • Posted about 1 year ago.
    • 4 out of 5

  • Mrs. Green

    The teeth of my comb strikes like an asp; the Sea Wasp venom takes effect. I know I don’t have much time and I find his private cell phone right where Mrs. Green said it would be and dial his home-her home-number. I tell her he’s on my hook...