Tag: Writing

Don’t You Remember? (Part Three) [18+]

It’s been a while since I spoke to Toni. I haven’t even hit her up just to see how she’s been the last few days. Although, if I did hit her up now, knowing how she’s been wouldn’t exactly be the main reason.

We both went out that night together, and I still haven’t had anything new come to mind since then. The only real thing I remember was the name of the club and waiting for her to show up. Nothing after that. She must remember something to help me jog my memory back.

I’m just afraid that I might have done something extremely stupid. I mean, I already woke up in another woman’s bed, so I don’t think it can possibly get any worse than that. 

I caught Toni rolling her eyes and drinking more wine, “I swear, you two always sound so lovely-dovey together. It’s almost annoying to me.”

I couldn’t help but to snap back like she does, “If you kept a man, you would understand the whole lovey-dovey thing.”

“Which reminds me, how did that night go?”

“Which night?”

“The night we went out to the club. Don’t tell me you already forgot?”

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100 Word Story – Plans

This was not what I hoped for. I played out this scenario countless time in my head, both while I was alone and whenever the gang got together to talk about the flaws. We planned out everything into the ground, at least a dozen times at a bare minimum.

We all knew our roles, which tools to have on us, and the entire layout of the bank like the back of our hands. We found out the shift rotation hours, we learned how to deal with hostages, everything.

But I never expected to see my own son as a hostage.

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100 Word Story – Interrogation

So far, it is going great. I had originally prepared myself for some kind of intense interrogation, thinking of some answers to questions beforehand, but they’ve been acting really nice and not threatening to me. At least, not yet. Sometimes things going too smoothly is a bad thing.

“So, Eric,” Mrs. Hudson begins, “What’s Henrietta’s best trait about her?”

My honest answer is to talk about how big her boobs are, but I don’t think her mother would like that. Instead, I’ll just say, “She knows how to make people laugh with her cheesy puns.”

Mrs. Hudson smiles. Right answer.

 

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100 Word Story – Waiting

Time was passing slowly, this lingering sense of dread stuck within my body much longer than I wanted. There was a matching silence from the yellow painted hospital hallways, the only sounds being the heels of late night doctors and nurses passing through—none of them were the one I was waiting for.

I kept looking down at the tiling on the floor. Part of me wanted to look at the doors to the operating theatre, but I didn’t want risk seeing a surgeon walking out covered in blood. I wouldn’t take it.

“C’mon, lad, you need to pull through.”

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100 Word Story – Mage’s First

This was the first time I did it. It honestly wasn’t even suppose to happen like this, at least not this gruesome. I kept looking at my hands and at the corpse on the other side of the room. All of my senses seemed to come to a halt, with the exception of a hazy vision of everything around me; I couldn’t even hear myself breath.

But that didn’t matter. I didn’t need all of my senses to complete my work. I picked up my tome and walked to the corpse, its limbs cold and stiff.

“Awaken, my Dark Lord.”

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100 Word Story – Finger

It was just a dare. That’s all it was suppose to be—nothing more, nothing less. We were all in agreement that even though this dare was a bit over-the-top, it was going to happen.

Rob stuck out his hand while Sylvia got a knife from the kitchen. I grabbed Rob’s hand and started the “Knife Game.” It started off slow and easy, just like it should. But once a minute passed and I picked up speed, that’s when the first finger came flying off.

And then the next, and the next, and the next. I couldn’t stop myself anymore.

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100 Word Story – Red Handed

Most of the people were crying while the rest were struck with awe and wide-eyed. I honestly couldn’t feel any sympathy for them. If anything, the fact that I was there was their reason for still being alive.

Of course, seeing me covered in the blood of their loved one probably wouldn’t have help my explanation. I already knew that it would be a waste of time trying to convince them. Regardless of their ill feelings towards me I collected my things and began my exit of the bloody house. I tripped over a severed limb.

Onto the next possessed.

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100 Word Story – Wander

That day, I was wandering around as usual through the body-packed city streets, seeing all of the different faces that I came across. Being in such a crowded place made getting around hectic, but I was able to navigate through pretty easily.

However, it was a bit too easy. I was sure that I bumped shoulders multiple times with others, but I didn’t feel any contact. Even the cars would seem to miss me when I wasn’t paying attention to the crosswalks.

It was as if nobody noticed me. It was like I was a ghost wandering in city limbo.

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June Note – 6/6/2018

It’s weird to see days where the temperature is in the 60s for most of the day. Though, being between 60 and 70 degrees is perfect weather for me. It’s not too hot and nice to have a light jacket if I want it.

Hello to the month of June and hello to y’all, the readers. How you doin’?

Now, for those who have been keeping up with these, I normally save the monthly note for about after the first half of the month is over, when I’ve started posting a bit. But this one is really early into the month, not even the first full week has gone by. Reason being that I have a few ideas on my mind that I wanted to let you all know beforehand, whether or not some of these happen or not.

The first thing on the agenda: Site Change and Update.

When I was looking at the drop-down list on the sidebar of the website, I felt like it was a bit cluttered. There are tabs for thing that only happen at a certain time of year or were only a one-time thing. So, what I was thinking was to change the different options to things being genre specific, while having the major, long term projects to have their own thing as well. I haven’t fully decided on that yet, but I should have the new sidebar in effect by the end of the month.

Second: Posting Frequency and Quantity.

Lately, I’ve found my passion for hand-writing my stories out in notebooks and then typing them up for posting. I feel like I get a lot more of a story put out that way and they’re better quality like this. That being said, I may limit my major posts to about twice a week. For a while, I’ve felt like you guys would want various kinds of things to read throughout the week.

I have a bunch of different story ideas, some already being worked on and some taking the back burner until my work load lightens up, so instead of a weekly schedule, I may do like a monthly schedule. It would let me get out more stories and still give me time to prepare the next chapter, if certain ones are going to be long-term. If I still have a small page or two story to put out, I’ll just do it.

Last: Nothing.

You were expecting there to be a third topic, weren’t to? Well, no for this post. These two topics were on my mind a lot, so I wanted to inform you guys of the possible changes coming, to keep you guys in the loop. Some things aren’t final yet, but they’re in the process of being sorted out. Nonetheless, I will continue to put things out for you all to read whenever you have free time or want to distract yourself from work just like I do.

That’s all for now, everybody. Enjoy the rest of your day!

Necrotic (Part One)

The leaves crunched and crackled as footsteps continued to walk across them. The light at the end of the darkened forest grew brighter, a flame dancing in the breeze. Through the small hole in the damaged hood, the walking stranger glanced up at the forest brush overhead blocking off the night sky. The thick leaves on the trees even seemed to be guiding the stranger towards the flame.

What awaits our stranger at the orange flame?

Clanking glasses and cheers all around as the tavern opened up for the night. One patron has a crowd of people around him as he exaggerated a tale from one of his many triumphant hunts for bandits. Although many of the listeners know the truth behind the tales, they can’t help but cheer on in a drunken daze as he described his “dates with death” and how he compiled such a large amount of gold.

At the end of his current story the crowd cried out, “What be your greatest bout with bandits, ye ol’ Hagar?”

Stroking the greying beard longer than his neck and ordering another round of ale for the entire tavern Hagar began yet another tale, this one not needing any exaggeration. Getting down from standing up on the table, he

“Ay, so listen to this tale. This be one of great intrigue, and the true meaning of ‘staring Death in the face.’ So there be I, wanderin’ through Sublime Caverns just on the other end of Mount Dreatha. I be on my way back to turn in the finger of me latest bounty for Grethian Naklak, that lisardman who was caught stealing in town. The bounty called for his ring finger as proof of his death.”

One of the listeners question, “Did he still have the ring he stole from the shop?”

Bluffing compassion and honesty Hagar let out a deep sigh and shook his head, “Sad to say, but no. I think he traded it off before being found. Nonetheless, that finger was coming with me. As I navigated the road back down the mountainside, another person approached me. At glance, it be some hag covered in rags and tattered clothes. I paid no mind, until said person stopped in my path. The hag whispered, ‘Your actions will not go unseen. I am always watching.’”

“Maybe it was somebody you saved before, wanting to thank you.”

“It be weird for Death to be thankin’ ye.” Hagar gulped down half of his pitcher of ale before continuing with his tale. “I caught a glimpse of the hag’s face through the hole in her hood. Eyes red as freshly spewed blood and skin whiter than the snow from the first days of winter. That day, I saw Death face-to-face.”

The listeners did a collective gasp, whispering to one another. Everybody kept their eyes on Hagar and was stunned when they saw the large grin on his scarred face. With a slam of his fist on the table and kicking back his seat to stand up, Hagar roared in the tavern, “Death be afraid to confront me!”

Everybody fell silent, the words of a drunk man ringing in their ears. It didn’t stop them from bursting into cheers along with him.

It’s a shame none of them noticed Death was nearby.

You Fool

It was all his fault.

He was the reason why everything ended up the way they did. If he had done as I asked, things would have worked out for the both of us. But because of his constant questioning and reasoning there was no other choice for my actions; I had to make sure that my slate would remain clean and without any blemishes. I had established my reputation after a long period of time.

“You fucking idiot,” I whispered as I looked down at him, our eyes locked in a never-ending stare. I inched a bit closer, noticing the darkened color of his once hazel irises, “Why didn’t you follow my instructions? Everything was perfectly planned out, and you ruined it.”

All of those months of getting everybody onto my side was now in jeopardy. All that time having to suck up to higher management and build a status for myself was on the edge of collapsing. Those countless days off overtime were almost for nothing. And Russell was to blame for everything going to shit.

Seeing him laid out on the ground beneath me, just lying there stiff as a board, I couldn’t control myself when my fingers caressed his still warm cheek. I moved his head from one side to the other and back, taking note of any suspicious marks and cuts on him. Outside of the normal cuts from a weekly shave, there wasn’t anything too visible. Except for the red marks around his now pale neck.

“We can’t let others see you now, can we? They’ll think something physical went down.”

Thankfully I had more than enough tools to deal with this kind of situation. I knew that learning how to powder my face would eventually have a more practical use.

With only a matter of minutes, I ran into the second floor bathroom and grabbed the small makeup kit inside the medicine cabinet. With the dusting brush in hand and an array of skin tones to choose from I perfectly blended a mixture of different powders to match the skin tone on his neck, a peach-turning-pale color. Just to be on the safe side, I started covering any kind of mark that would indicate some kind of struggle whether it was new or not.

“Beautiful.” I mumbled as I admired my work. The red marks around his neck were now artfully masked by makeup, now invisible to the naked eye. Thankfully the makeup was a new organic blends of cosmetics I’ve started using, which world mean it would be even harder for police and coroners to detect after a set amount of time. Better for me.

I took a few steps back and overlooked Russell and his stiffened glory. The one arm he had up trying to defend himself with was slowly descending to the ground. I sped up the process by carefully lowering the limb to his side, making sure rigor mortis didn’t fully set in yet.

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May Note – 5/21/2018

It’s officially spring, y’all! Do you know what that means? It’s fucking allergy season. Be prepared to hear a whole lot of stuffy nose blowing, dramatic sneezing that can’t be faked, and bloodshot eyes that makes people look demonic.

I personally suffer from year-round allergies, but spring is when it all flares up. And believe me, IT SUCKS.

But enough about snot and boogers. It’s another monthly update, and I’m here just to share my progress on some stuff. First and foremost, I’ve officially started a new erotic story that I plan to update every Saturday, if I manage to get the chapter done by then. For those who haven’t been keeping up with my unusual post releases, The series is called “Don’t You Remember?” and it follows a woman named Sara. After waking up in the bed with a mysterious woman, Sara tries to retrace her footsteps to figure out just what the hell happened and how she ended up there. Yes, it may be a bit cliche, but hey, I’m trying. Part One is ready to read, and Part Two was recently posted on Saturday, May 19th. Feel free to take a look if you’re into that kind of stuff.

Second. I more or less have the next chapter of Alex and Sam finished. I just have to do some editing and change some things around, and it’ll be ready for you guys to read. I’m still trying to figure out if I want to change a few details, not really about Alex and Sam as characters, but more or less about certain details, like where they live and other characters that appear in the story. But I’ll figure that out eventually.

Third, but not too important so this part is extremely short, I’ve been reading a lot more lately, so every now and then I’ll be posting a review of what I read and will be adding the category “Book Reviews” to the drop down list. I’ll try to add a post for every book I finish, if I remember.

Lastly, I know I’ve said this before, but I really do appreciate everybody who comes and visits this my website. I know I’m terrible when it comes to posting stuff on a regular schedule, but I I’m really grateful for all those who read my work. Many of you have also been around ever since I first started gaining followers, so to know that there’s both new people and returning readers is a major lift to confidence in myself. And I want to thank all of you for that. On the same tone, please, don’t be afraid to leave comments, suggestions, or send me emails just saying “Hi” or whatever. I really like hearing about your opinions and any questions you guys may have. However, if I have likes on my stories and nobody going bat-shit crazy over tiny error and grammatical mistakes, I must be doing something, right? I didn’t go to college or anything and I’m more-or-less self-teaching myself grammar, so I’m sure I’m making mistakes left and right. Regardless, don’t be afraid to let me know about things you liked, things you didn’t like, things you want to see more off, etc. In case you want to email me, my contact and social information are here at the Contact Luka page.

Well, that’s all for now. I hope you all enjoy the rest of your day, or night depending on when you’re reading this.