Long Short Story
#ShortStory
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
19th Dec 2024 3:06pm
19th Dec 2024 3:06pm
Santa Claus Did It
a Christmas detective story
Lord Sixtus Runcorn had been murdered with an axe, by Santa Claus. Lady Runcorn had seen it through the window of the library while she was walking the primrose path about the house and promptly screamed the estate to a standstill. A doctor was on hand to administer a sedative and she was now sleeping in her chambers, attended by a close friend.
Inspector Frodsham gathered everyone in the drawing room. It was a tradition among the Runcorns of Arrowfield to retire early on Christmas Eve, so the suspects were dressed in pyjamas and robes,...
Lord Sixtus Runcorn had been murdered with an axe, by Santa Claus. Lady Runcorn had seen it through the window of the library while she was walking the primrose path about the house and promptly screamed the estate to a standstill. A doctor was on hand to administer a sedative and she was now sleeping in her chambers, attended by a close friend.
Inspector Frodsham gathered everyone in the drawing room. It was a tradition among the Runcorns of Arrowfield to retire early on Christmas Eve, so the suspects were dressed in pyjamas and robes,...
#Christmas
#murder
#mystery #ShortStory
#mystery #ShortStory
33 reads
2 Comments
BLO
B.
B.
Poem Published
16th Dec 2024 1:46am
16th Dec 2024 1:46am
Battle Tortoise
Scrutinized exoskeleton
Cast in molten rock
Like steel
Salted and hued
Blued to be durable
Strong
Laid with spikes
To suffice the charge
To carryon
Just to survive
Shielding ones self
As if nothing can touch it
Leading the way
Made by man
In the lazy days
Slow and bulbous
Keeping it's walls up
And sporting a token
Shell within a shell.
Marveled curiosity ...
Cast in molten rock
Like steel
Salted and hued
Blued to be durable
Strong
Laid with spikes
To suffice the charge
To carryon
Just to survive
Shielding ones self
As if nothing can touch it
Leading the way
Made by man
In the lazy days
Slow and bulbous
Keeping it's walls up
And sporting a token
Shell within a shell.
Marveled curiosity ...
#evolution
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeStruggles
#ShortStory
#TruthOfLife
58 reads
RCRayJr
Robert Ray
Robert Ray
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 8:28pm
9th Dec 2024 8:28pm
The Artist
Another Short Horror Story
“The Artist”
by
RCRayJr
The blade lacerated her throat
and blood pours out..
The scream ends in a saturated gargle. Her brown eyes rolled back in her head. Breath leaving her I clinched her blonde hair from behind.
Her weight in my arms under the starlight.
The smell of alcohol and tobacco permeates the damp, cold air.
Into the shadows she’s dragged.
When in the place I chose, I threw her body to the ground. I crouched over her in the blackness of the night. Concealed by dense vegetation behind a...
“The Artist”
by
RCRayJr
The blade lacerated her throat
and blood pours out..
The scream ends in a saturated gargle. Her brown eyes rolled back in her head. Breath leaving her I clinched her blonde hair from behind.
Her weight in my arms under the starlight.
The smell of alcohol and tobacco permeates the damp, cold air.
Into the shadows she’s dragged.
When in the place I chose, I threw her body to the ground. I crouched over her in the blackness of the night. Concealed by dense vegetation behind a...
#ShortStory
84 reads
11 Comments
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
8th Dec 2024 10:55am
8th Dec 2024 10:55am
Once Upon A December
I still remember Once Upon A December.
A month or time I used to remember.
When he held me nice and tight.
Safe,protective and warm.
Lacking of any harm.
When I danced on the dance floor.
In my stunning gown.
When I tried to remember what happened upon.
My memory,like I pressed a button and erased a ton.
A presence,invisible today.
Held me safe and warm.
And my memory began to roam.
Was this a ballroom dance.
Or was this a forgotten,forbidden romance?
And a song someone sings.
...
A month or time I used to remember.
When he held me nice and tight.
Safe,protective and warm.
Lacking of any harm.
When I danced on the dance floor.
In my stunning gown.
When I tried to remember what happened upon.
My memory,like I pressed a button and erased a ton.
A presence,invisible today.
Held me safe and warm.
And my memory began to roam.
Was this a ballroom dance.
Or was this a forgotten,forbidden romance?
And a song someone sings.
...
#dreams
#hope
#love #ShortStory
#love #ShortStory
81 reads
0 Comments
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
5th Dec 2024 7:07pm
5th Dec 2024 7:07pm
Blake's Ghost Hunters and the Web of Madness: Part Two
#dark
#ghosts
#horror
#scifi
#ShortStory
23 reads
0 Comments
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
5th Dec 2024 7:04pm
5th Dec 2024 7:04pm
Blake's Ghost Hunters and the Web of Madness: Part One
#dark
#ghosts
#horror
#scifi
#ShortStory
23 reads
0 Comments
Her
Poem Published
27th Nov 2024 12:18pm
27th Nov 2024 12:18pm
Strange Happenings in the Examination Room - Part 2
#dirty
#orgasm
#sexy #ShortStory
#sexy #ShortStory
131 reads
9 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
25th Nov 2024 1:42pm
25th Nov 2024 1:42pm
Tops & Tails
They gathered in a room of the hotel that served as a sort of dressing room for waitresses, who functioned essentially as entertainers. The girls weren't dressed in formal wear but in a showgirl ensemble that combined tops and tails with fishnet stockings. A few of the more imposing waitresses even wielded canes like Old Hollywood tap dancers.
Mrs Berkeley sailed into the room, all frontage and steerage. Her chest and rear were of proportions that the girls in her care could only have nightmares about. She wore her hair in the tortured bob of women her age and size. She was...
Mrs Berkeley sailed into the room, all frontage and steerage. Her chest and rear were of proportions that the girls in her care could only have nightmares about. She wore her hair in the tortured bob of women her age and size. She was...
#fiction
#revenge
#ShortStory #violence
#ShortStory #violence
65 reads
2 Comments
Her
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 5:02pm
24th Nov 2024 5:02pm
Strange Happenings in the Examination Room
#dirty
#erotic
#ShortStory
180 reads
12 Comments
Samnash
Sam Nash
Sam Nash
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2024 6:10pm
22nd Nov 2024 6:10pm
Sold
#erotic
#lover
#ShortStory
164 reads
6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
17th Nov 2024 11:47am
17th Nov 2024 11:47am
Lucifer Loves You, Always!
One day my parents were about to go out for a drive
Satan appeared and said, "one of you must die"
He performed some witchery with his hands
Said something foreign that my parents didn't understand
That night mother saw something as she undressed
Lucifer's mark was burned upon her breast
The next day father was relaxing in the tub
A creature flew in the window, named Beelzebub
Satan arrives in many forms
Not just a man with red devil horns
The creature brought in a recipe for maple walnut fudge
The...
Satan appeared and said, "one of you must die"
He performed some witchery with his hands
Said something foreign that my parents didn't understand
That night mother saw something as she undressed
Lucifer's mark was burned upon her breast
The next day father was relaxing in the tub
A creature flew in the window, named Beelzebub
Satan arrives in many forms
Not just a man with red devil horns
The creature brought in a recipe for maple walnut fudge
The...
#dark
#devil
#evil
#rhyming
#ShortStory
73 reads
8 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
12th Nov 2024 1:08am
12th Nov 2024 1:08am
Drive
From the Walternate Universes
Delta – 2.0
I had taken a day off from work
There was a lot to think about, to plan and write
I was home alone with nothing but time
When a familiar portal opened nearby
It was my old amigo, my (W)alter ego
Spinning a set of car keys on his index finger
“Bro” I said as we hugged, he smiled and said…
“Let’s go for a drive”
The portal led to a barnlike garage
The sight in front of me left me speechless and stirred
As I walked around the car the top automatically came...
Delta – 2.0
I had taken a day off from work
There was a lot to think about, to plan and write
I was home alone with nothing but time
When a familiar portal opened nearby
It was my old amigo, my (W)alter ego
Spinning a set of car keys on his index finger
“Bro” I said as we hugged, he smiled and said…
“Let’s go for a drive”
The portal led to a barnlike garage
The sight in front of me left me speechless and stirred
As I walked around the car the top automatically came...
#narrative
#ShortStory
92 reads
8 Comments
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