Little Feet

Nathan inhaled deeply and held his breath, allowing the chemicals in the smoke to pass into his bloodstream. He exhaled slowly, feeling the cool wave of intoxication that followed liberate his mind from the cage of reason. Under the covers at his side, thin bony fingers found the outside of his right thigh and slipped softly over the top of it to explore his groin. 

Tales from the Oddcast – Episode 3

This week’s Podcast story is Advice from Mum. You can find the text version below for those of you who prefer using your eyes to listening with your ears. If you missed the podcast, don’t worry, it’s still there and available on eight different podcast platforms, all you have to do is to follow the link […]

The Diorama

She looks at the Diorama, then back at Shelby, then repeats the sequence. She raises her left hand to her chest, fingers splayed, pearl manicured nails flashing in the workshop lights and begins tap, tap, tapping her chest, sending little quivering shocks through the open cleavage of her ample breasts. She is panting now, her breasts rising and falling with the rapid expanding and contracting, still quivering as she taps faster.  The warmth and relaxation that followed the meal and the wine is now evaporating amidst a rising panic.

“Elemen-tea-ry My Dear Watson”

I arrived at the scene to find the great man already engrossed in his work, his keen eye sweeping the kitchen for the slightest slip that would signal the chase was on. He froze for a moment, transfixed by a solitary mug upon the worktop, a ghostly vapour writhing and dancing above its surface. “Here […]

Weekly Writing Challenge – The Hit

For this week’s challenge, you must write a fifty-word story. Not five thousand, not five hundred, but precisely fifty words. Here we go, hope you like it. 🙂 The Hit He steps up to the podium; smiling, waving. Hand goes to his pocket, reaching for the prompt. What’s this? A death’s head card? Confusion. Comprehension. Terror. […]