fall writing challenge - friday the 13th
Every year is exactly the same. I hope for one year to come where I don't have to worry, but alas my wishes aren't granted. Any other date or any other day of the week I'm perfectly fine. Example? Thursdays which fall on the 8th of the month - no...
Abominable Snowman -- Names
 **Abominable Snowman -- Names** By: Tyvara An abominable snowman and a yeti sit on a log at the mouth of a large cave watching the snowfall. Both have the same white fur and black...
Hatching Ashes
A flash piece written for Poetigress' Thursday Prompt. Some brief nudity, but as far as this site's goes it's clean. Enjoy. Chunks of burning ember spewed from various cracks along the formerly smooth surface of the egg. Swirls of clear...
Sibling Rivalries 3: Rest, Relaxation and Revenge
It was now 11 o'clock in the morning. The sun was high in the sky and there was not a cloud to be seen. It was the perfect day for our trio of troublesome felines as they made their way to the beach. That is, if they could survive the horrors of Sal's...
Pep: The Coyote Bartender Part 2
Pep laid in bed late that night or, early that morning, fidgeting in his sleep. He heard distant screams of comrades and weapons fire, past tours in Iraq, and Afghanistan haunting his dreams. "Come on," Pep screamed, waving his arm towards his...
SR short story: Ava's bad night
It was 9:30 at night and Ava had just arrived home from work. It was in the middle of the halloween season and she hated working through it. She grumbled as she opened the heavy steel door of her 1995 Jeep Cherokee and stepped out. "Fucking customers....
Born to Lose, Live to Win (A Tribute to Lemmy)
I was at Sneaky's Bar in Guelph when I heard the news. My band--a young, upstart act from Toronto called Claws of Perdition--had just finished our show, loitering around the bar with my good friend Dashaen and I. The raccoon wasn't a huge fan of my...
Short: Penis Conquest
Penis Conquer By: Beefy the Bull _How to forge a blade_... The young human metal smith lay before me on his back in my bed, the fine pair of steel shackles I forced him to forge binding him helplessly. Naked on his back in my bed, his wrists locked...
Making up with a make out
We broke through the door of his apartment in a storm of kisses and hugging. The stallion groped my body end to end, as I did his. He closed the door behind us before his muscles raised me off the ground. That didn't stop the kissing, though....
A Casual Conversation
The blaze of flame burned bright in the heavens above and cast its gruelling light across the suburban neighborhood. The leaves of various shrubs, trees, and grass were emerald fed by several days of rain. Humid air trapped between the crevice of a...
January '18 Flash Fictions
January '18 Shorts Hey all! Not too much to say here, been doing these since April of '17, pretty pleased with everything I've managed. Lot of new characters and some fun ideas along the way, hoping to keep things going into '18. January wasn't super...
November/December Flash Fictions
November/December '17 Shorts #1 - The Real Thing "That is an imposter!" the bull snarled as he tried to throw himself at the throne, but the blank faced guards held him fast in their steely grip. The little fox beside the throne smiled and adjusted...