A Prose-Poem-Pondering I am content now. (In this specific moment, as I sit by the roaring fire and watch the rain through the window). You brought me such incredible joy. Highs like I’ve never before experienced. A sense of what an incredible person I am, me, as I am now…

he would have stayed… — If he loved me, he would never have begged me to stay, knowing the hurt he would cause when he inevitably left. If he loved me, he would never have begged me to stay, every time my intuition saw what was to come and I questioned our future. If he…

What if Quinn’s dream woman actually lived nearby? — God she was sexy! Quinn unzipped his fly to release his aching cock before clicking onto the next image. Athena99 was perfect. Curves in all the right places, beautiful breasts, nipples he longed to suck. His hand grasped his cock as he scrolled through her images. She wore such revealing…

Georgina’s heart is shattered. Can this stranger piece it back together? — Georgina threw herself onto the bed in the BnB, sobbing, as all the pain and shock of the afternoon’s events hit her. Mason had gone. Back to his bride-to-be. As if he’d ever truly wanted her in the first place. How stupid could she have been? She’d opened herself to…

A Poem — I want someone to pierce my heart, to relieve the pressure. There would be blood (of course there’d be blood… it’s a heart), But there’d be air too. Some sort of gas. It would be green and pink and blue and purple. Bruised. Some might say it’s because I haven’t…

Shafira has always loved the peace and quiet of the forest. But now there’s something else to draw her back… — Shifra entered the forest. It calmed her, as it always did, the twittering of birds, the soft mossy carpet underfoot, the rich scent of green life. She was drawn back here, time and time and time again. She would have made it her home if modern society allowed such a…

Selena’s Dragon Lover has finally returned… — She’d been watching the creature for days now… rising above the mountain each morning, his sinewy body curving as he played in the thermals, his wingspan massive even from here, so far away. After too many months away he’d returned to his summer home in the mountains, and Selena had…

Beltane is the time for pleasure. — (A story for my fellow Southern Hemisphere people, who aren’t celebrating Halloween at this point in the year…) A low altar was set in the centre of the grassy clearing, a rough circled outlined by candles, each one in a different shaped jar to protect it from the breeze. …

Spending Halloween night in an old cemetery turns out to be easier than Stella imagined, when Parkin’s ghost turns up. — Stella had pitched her tent, unrolled her sleeping bag, and lit the fire. There was nothing else to do now but fill in time. A local radio station had set the task: spending the entire night of Halloween camping in a long-abandoned cemetery. The reward? $500. …