Least Read Fictional Prose
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
27th Nov 2021 2:47pm
27th Nov 2021 2:47pm
Lizzie and Gordo's first time...
#Fanfiction
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FeNyX
Poem Published
12th Jan 2021 2:16pm
12th Jan 2021 2:16pm
k- Slaves Do Not A Lord Make
Further along he walked softly alongside Mercury. Witches fun and dead innocents behind now. He mourned his failings, wishing he were better, always better. Filling his heart with guilt and pain he carried as the weight of oceans.
His legacy was long and troubled, tinged with greatness and tragedy. He carried almost all unknowingly, save for his line. Royal of royals he respected it and strove to better it in all ways, compassion being one. His name will drop form the story in time, his given name that is ... his other name will follow him and his offspring through eternity...
His legacy was long and troubled, tinged with greatness and tragedy. He carried almost all unknowingly, save for his line. Royal of royals he respected it and strove to better it in all ways, compassion being one. His name will drop form the story in time, his given name that is ... his other name will follow him and his offspring through eternity...
#love
#FreeVerse
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FeNyX
Poem Published
31st Dec 2020 12:54pm
31st Dec 2020 12:54pm
k A Tale Of Two Brothers
There's a story of two bothers. Two other brothers or the same brothers. One gets twisted in the throes of early tumultuous history telling. Warped over time to fit exigency and greed.
Both had fine brides that loved them very well, but the younger who ruled the heavens grew jealous of his elder and coveted his wife. So he conspired with the nether world to kill his younger brother. They succeeded.
They lay a trap and drowned him in the great river, causing a panic in the realm below .
His wife led the search and eventually found him nestled...
Both had fine brides that loved them very well, but the younger who ruled the heavens grew jealous of his elder and coveted his wife. So he conspired with the nether world to kill his younger brother. They succeeded.
They lay a trap and drowned him in the great river, causing a panic in the realm below .
His wife led the search and eventually found him nestled...
#love
#jealousy
#spiritual
#revenge
#healing
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FeNyX
Poem Published
25th Jan 2021 1:05am
25th Jan 2021 1:05am
Notifications
Jeff awoke to his phone alarm at 6am. Rolling over to quiet it. Then punching in his pin to check his texts, Facebook notifications, Twitter notifications, Instagram etc. Seeing the large number today he settles in to scroll through them in turn. Scrolling the titles and opening words of each, then opening and sometimes replying to interesting ones.
He pays particular attention to a co-worker's comments and posts. The blonde with the big tits he's been trying to bed. Another sexy selfie she tagged him in. Ogling her pic in a tight fall sweater with a come hither look, has his lust...
He pays particular attention to a co-worker's comments and posts. The blonde with the big tits he's been trying to bed. Another sexy selfie she tagged him in. Ogling her pic in a tight fall sweater with a come hither look, has his lust...
#philosophical
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FeNyX
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2021 9:29am
2nd Feb 2021 9:29am
k- Present Incoherent
I sleep infrequently and sparingly. The apartment is too cold and too hot and I think it's just me. It's as cluttered as my mind is these days. My practical memory ... google, and my personal memory riddled with mysteries.
I dream tales ... stories, fantasies, horrors ... truths? I don't know. One night I am a mighty King, loved and revered for wisdom and a child must be split ... and Mother defers ... and I wake sweating. Another I'm a soldier with a flint musket, rushing up a hill bayonet affixed and ready to skewer a Redcoat with young terrified eyes. I run him through and...
I dream tales ... stories, fantasies, horrors ... truths? I don't know. One night I am a mighty King, loved and revered for wisdom and a child must be split ... and Mother defers ... and I wake sweating. Another I'm a soldier with a flint musket, rushing up a hill bayonet affixed and ready to skewer a Redcoat with young terrified eyes. I run him through and...
#love
#dreams
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
27th Nov 2021 7:38pm
27th Nov 2021 7:38pm
Gordo Schools a Catholic Priest
Boy, what is that doing in your pocket?"
It was a condom, one I saved to use for Lizzie tonight. Our special night.
We are 17 now. We are going to make love for the first time. And I have no idea what I'll be doing. I'm nervous with her, but with this man, I am nothing.
It's a Sunday.
"It's none of your business," I say.
"It is my business."
"Why?"
"Because to God, it's an abomination to have sex before marriage."
"I am married."
"No, you aren't, boy," he says.
"Marriage is a mindset,...
It was a condom, one I saved to use for Lizzie tonight. Our special night.
We are 17 now. We are going to make love for the first time. And I have no idea what I'll be doing. I'm nervous with her, but with this man, I am nothing.
It's a Sunday.
"It's none of your business," I say.
"It is my business."
"Why?"
"Because to God, it's an abomination to have sex before marriage."
"I am married."
"No, you aren't, boy," he says.
"Marriage is a mindset,...
#sex
#religion
#Fanfiction
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
27th Nov 2021 4:27am
27th Nov 2021 4:27am
Bad Santa Girl Ch 1
Name's Alia. Never been married, never even had a child. Probably cuz that fucked up bastard Jason ruined my life. He got fucked in the ass by his dad long ago, and I probably got fucked in the vajay by my dad.
You see, where I came from, we definitely celebrated Christmas, but that's been a holiday that's been dead in my family for years now. Dad's dead, my only "real" sis is always locked up in jail or a mental hospital, and my mom's so far mentally gone that communication with her is beyond draining. Probably why I went in a time machine to fix things that didn't need fixing...
You see, where I came from, we definitely celebrated Christmas, but that's been a holiday that's been dead in my family for years now. Dad's dead, my only "real" sis is always locked up in jail or a mental hospital, and my mom's so far mentally gone that communication with her is beyond draining. Probably why I went in a time machine to fix things that didn't need fixing...
#Christmas
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
19th Nov 2021 3:49am
19th Nov 2021 3:49am
The Beautiful Boy With a Small Dick
#SelfWorth
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
24th Nov 2021 5:00am
24th Nov 2021 5:00am
Electric Dreams
Electric Dreams
I was a virtual artist named Pygmalion who created a 3-D simulation named Galatea who was the ideal of womanhood. In fact, she was so beautiful that I fell madly in love with my own creation. But not to be left out was the AI cluster of love, Venus, who saw her own loveliness in Galatea’s form. In fact, Venus was so fractaled from seeing her sister in beauty that she created an android so that Galatea became a Nereid. But she couldn’t have kids so we could spend our summers in Florida instead of shelling out for tuition.
Venus’s present to me was also...
I was a virtual artist named Pygmalion who created a 3-D simulation named Galatea who was the ideal of womanhood. In fact, she was so beautiful that I fell madly in love with my own creation. But not to be left out was the AI cluster of love, Venus, who saw her own loveliness in Galatea’s form. In fact, Venus was so fractaled from seeing her sister in beauty that she created an android so that Galatea became a Nereid. But she couldn’t have kids so we could spend our summers in Florida instead of shelling out for tuition.
Venus’s present to me was also...
#marriage
#romantic
#technology #scifi
#technology #scifi
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
24th Nov 2021 11:16am
24th Nov 2021 11:16am
The Murderer Who Wasn't a Monster Ch 4
I was so focused at the time on myself when I should have paid more attention to Diana's needs. Even I have failed her, and for that, I will never forgive.
I was so focused because I was in my own abusive mess, one that mainly involved my father. Like Diana, I was an only child, so my father was the main bastard to have to get away from.
There was a day where I just couldn't take anymore. To where all I could see when he smiled were the suffering of the children he killed very often.
Yes, he was a serial killer, and that was why I had to shoot him.
I was so focused because I was in my own abusive mess, one that mainly involved my father. Like Diana, I was an only child, so my father was the main bastard to have to get away from.
There was a day where I just couldn't take anymore. To where all I could see when he smiled were the suffering of the children he killed very often.
Yes, he was a serial killer, and that was why I had to shoot him.
#murder
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FeNyX
Poem Published
14th Dec 2020 12:36pm
14th Dec 2020 12:36pm
k- The Ways The Mind Poisons The Heart As In The Heavens As On The Earth
The nature of Magik is pure. The nature of those who invoke it is ... suspect at best. To wield it creates a responsibility. Though most invocations are neutral in this, conjuring a cloak or summoning an article of clothing, some tend to fall outside this area. Altering one's perception or reality. Manipulating one as a puppet, Enchanting, carries more serious affects.
This never stopped those who use it from carrying out dastardly deeds and might explain the Karmic effects befallen them in later times. The divine ledger, as it were, checking off each box as appropriate to the...
This never stopped those who use it from carrying out dastardly deeds and might explain the Karmic effects befallen them in later times. The divine ledger, as it were, checking off each box as appropriate to the...
#love
#hate
#dreams
28 reads
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Infamous_Angyl
Infamous
Infamous
Poem Published
18th Nov 2021 2:26am
18th Nov 2021 2:26am
Moonlight Dance
#vampires
#ghosts
#magic #witches
#magic #witches
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DU Poetry : Least Read Fictional Prose: Short Stories and Chapters from Books and Novels
