From: My Girlfriend Almost Got Me Killed, So We Had Wild Sex (Serialized Novel)
From Chapter 10: When You Fall You Fly
I asked, “Did it bother you? My giving you orders?”
“No, I liked it. It’s like belonging somewhere. Maybe that makes no sense, but that’s what it feels like to me. If I belong to you, I have a place; a safe place. I meant it when I said I would do anything for you.”
The next thing I knew, she had let go of me and was kneeling at my feet. “Mistress Shiro, will you accept me as your submissive? I know I’m all messed up and weird, but I would be honored if you thought me worthy to serve you.”
The winds moan.
The inn shakes.
Footsteps echo above us.
Have the police found the killer?
Nature stills as if holding its breath.
I stare at my shivering guests
before the lights go out.
And the snow continues to fall.
After Elizabeth & her best friend buy a bed and breakfast in Maine, bodies fall under unusual circumstances. Can our heroines fight a curse killing everyone in sight?
From: My Girlfriend Almost Got Me Killed, So We Had Wild Sex (Serialized Novel)
From Chapter 4: Glass Heart
There was something behind me; I could feel it, and I could smell the cloying odor of roses. My back grew cold, and my hands turned numb, but I got the door unlocked, and it burst open. Kao-san stood there like a goddess come to earth. In one hand she thrust forward a cross and with the other shoved a Shinto charm into my hand. She stepped past me, saying, “Meiko-san, you can’t have her; she’s mine. Om Vajrapani Hayagriva Garuda Hum Phat.”
Dark shadows descend
On a night that won't end.
Lightning splits the sky,
Where birds refuse to fly.
Run before it is too late
before you meet your fate.
A mansion rises from the mist.
Will I even be missed?
Vampires descend the stairs,
With their haughty stares.
There is nowhere to hide
From the demons' dark pride.
I dream of his footsteps in the night
When the moon shines its lone light.
But once the sun shines its morning light,
My secret lover is gone from sight.
When I dream, I often feel like I'm borrowing someone else's life for a little while. My age, race, and gender are often different from my waking life. I occasionally feel like I'm visiting a "what if" version of Earth, an alternate. Sometimes, I even find portals between possibilities.
These stories are all based on dreams I've had.
I'll add more as time goes on.
Sometimes, in my dreams, an endless stream of things will come out of my mouth. Glass, metal, living things, goo. Sometimes, things come out of other places.
Sometimes, when I dream, there are magic spells, and elemental manipulation, and communicating with anything, animals, insects, the earth itself.
Sometimes, I'm in danger.
Sometimes, when I dream, I walk through walls, I peer into directions that I have no names for, I breakthrough to some greater understanding of the universe.
Sometimes, it starts small. It starts with self-preservation, with fear.
But that's not how it ends.
#WhenIDream
I have #NightTerrors or #SleepParalysis occasionally. I've managed to work through it by twisting the feeling into something interesting or positive. It's not always easy to just "let it happen" and see where it goes.
Anyway, this time, I "woke up" and felt something on my face. It went sideways from there into body horror, science fiction, even a bit of comedy.
I asked "why would the spiders be doing this?" and my subconscious definitely came up with something interesting.
I can't move my head.
I see my wife beside me in bed.
Reading.
"Please help me," I say.
She ignores me.
I see the black sticks again.
Legs.
They are legs.
Weaving.
Spider legs.