Stories tagged “victim”

  • To Finish Off The Meal... (Mature)

    The zombie lapped the blood up from each organ before biting into it. Some yellow and white juices squirted out, mixing with the taste of blood in his mouth and the tough, chewing organ tissue. The heart was most delectable. It was still warm with bloo...

    • Author: Elice
    • Posted almost 5 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Victim of Hurt

    I stared sadly at the decrepit remains that laid on the table of the neighbor’s cat. They’d probably come around soon to everyone’s homes, asking where Fluffy went. Little would they know that he was still around, just in the basement...

  • False Friend

    Julie was very convincing. She had of course done it herself. Six months on and she was still hounding me. ‘Why are you doing this to yourself? Get on with it or I will not help anymore.’ No more procrastination. I knew I would do it. I ...

    • Author: Marli
    • Posted over 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • untitled (Mature)

    “Maybe some time will help you change your mind.” He grabs her wrist and pushes he into the closet. His voice is icy, venomous and she recoils, poisoned. There is a click of the lock and she falls backward into the wall, sinking to the floo...

  • praying for rescue (Mature)

    The unbuckling of a belt. Pants unzipping and a heart ripping in two. His hand covers her eyes and he tells her not to look. A pillow pressed over the top of her face as he takes over. He hits and snaps at her. She doesn’t move, instead she prays...

  • unspeakable, unthinkable (Mature)

    The sun’s coming up and he’s hurrying up the stairs to his apartment. He’s had a long night and his need is great. His prize is waiting for him. Unbuckling his belt, he can’t wait. But he composes himself by the time he reaches ...

  • "you escaped. that's most important"

    She wakes up to bright lights and many sounds. As her senses come back she realizes that she’s in hospital. When she reaches down to pull up the sheet everything comes back. The man. The closet. The… she can’t even think the horrid wo...

  • the road to healing

    “We did.” The male detective walked over to Hannah. “One of the people who found you noticed the broken window and that you dragged glass shards from the alley. The man who did this to you got the shock of his life when we knocked on ...

  • Reflection

    I love her. I never believed in soulmates until I met her. She’s lived such a hard life yet found a way to survive things that would have crushed me. Going through all that and coming out whole just amazes me and her inner strength fills me with ...

  • Entering the World

    Was it the Denai family name, or he, Kelius, who was worth nothing? Kelius came to slowly. I must still have my glasses on, he thought as he took in the blurriness of his surroundings. The light was dim – perhaps it is night and there is torchlig...

  • Egopathetic

    Perhaps it was only his assumption that others in Kethadria felt the same as he. Kelius, son of two immigrants from Mesopotamia, was destined to continue in his parent’s footsteps – a laborer for his entire life. Were it not for the favorab...

  • Stranger in a Strange Predicament

    The walk back to the Denai residence was unbearable. Keli’s feet tripped him up at every loose stone. His eyes refused to focus, even though he had removed his goggles. And the only thoughts that ran through his mind were of his stolen crystal &#...

  • What If I Was Clockwork?

    “I don’t know about you, but I haven’t seen any crystal thefts. Ever. And his story checks out – Penelus was mighty angry when we roused him.” Kelius drifted in his thoughts, but snippets of the lieutenant and patrolman...

  • The Right Motivation

    I walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk. Looking into the trunk I saw a man gagged and bound with duct tape. “Okay,” I said to myself, “I can do this.” I pulled the man out of the trunk. He tried to scream and strug...

    • Author: Nick B
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
  • Coagulation

    My head was splitting as I slid across the floor reaching for the table. Though it was ancient and had the blood of many spilled on it, it was sturdy. My own blood was adding to the crusty brown surface and streaming down the table side while my arms w...

  • News Flash/ Poetry vs Prose /Bloody Heap of Humanity

    Here’s some news! I refuse to be used I choose careful clues A foot print pair of terrible hooves I stare stoned and lose Bare boned with barely Bearable blues and clarity Waking wearily wearing Booze breath Two step in my shoes Cruise in my f...

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Bold as love (Mature)

    Maybe you were right. I should have kept the brakeneck boyfriend pace. Not only did I need to convince you to talk to me. I had to accept all your sexual issues, because it’s normal for people to hang out with people who fuck them over. But I wanted ...

    • Author: Jackson
    • Posted about 3 years ago.
    • 3 out of 5
  • God and his subject

    “I am sorry Tom, but you knew it had to end like this” The barrel pressed to my forehead has been there so long it’s not even cold anymore. I’m out of points, no argument left, was I really wrong? My throat doesn’t feel dr...

    • Author: Brahe
    • Posted about 1 year ago.