WaitingForLife

The blade twisted in the wound. The tall figure garbed in pure shadows cocked its head in vague interest. The young man in armor at least two sizes too big ...

[It's quite long; I thought of posting it in two parts, but decided against it in the end, so please bare with me. ^^]The cold links of steel grinded against ...

Wow, it's been a while... (clears throat) Sorry, my writing vocals are a bit rusty. Anyhow, this is a quick idea I came up with, hope y'all like it! Comments ...

Another one of my random stories which might some day be extended into something larger. Sorry, guys haven't really been in the mood for writing at all lately, hence the ...

My entry to the BIG Random Story Theme Contest. Comments on how to improve it are warmly welcomed. Hope you enjoy!----------------------------------------The gravel crunched beneath the soles of my po

The knife descends upon my wrist with grim understanding, sighing its bloodlust as it cuts through the air. I close my eyes and grin in anticipation. The grin quickly twists ...

He came to with a thudding headache, eyes closed against the dull pain. The back of his skull throbbed like a whore's heart; he bit out a curse and moved ...

”You know... I always thought it would be the other way around. I'm still quite shocked it turned out this way, buddy.”He was wearing a long leather jacket, all straps ...

A/N: Howdy ho, it's been a while (again). :D Originally started writing this for a "creepy crazy person" -contest, but never finished it. Picked it up today and this is ...

Blood. It's everywhere in literature. It symbolizes a multitude of different subjects, containing so many differing connotations. It can mean life, it can mean death. It can mean family, it ...

Four randomly inspired 100-word shorts. 1. Saw the name of an album: Hell Frost. This story just popped into my mind clear as you like. Didn't feel like writing huge ...

”Come closer everyone! Gather around and fixate your mind on the wonders about to be witnessed! Glorify in the shaking of our natural shackles!” Dressed in red-and-purple-and-green liveri

The first time Spike saw the rain, he was two. Something in his mind shifted as he watched veins of water run down the car window, the world that sped ...

Jim swung hard, causing his brother to stagger under the weight of his blow. He followed up with a neat downward slash, striking the stick out of Brett's grip. Brett ...

A dialogue of a star, a child, two men and a person with unfortunately large feet. You will do well to be confused. It is only right. (A slightly more ...

A man recieves his two-minute warning. Two minutes, then he's gone. Poof. With only two minutes to play with, what would you do?

Maybe I should die. Buy some cheap rope and loop it around my neck, the rough twine biting into my skin as I jump off a stool. A quick, ...

A return to my darker pieces. Weathered detective Jay Spite finds himself face-to-face with Mr. Floss.

What the title says. Alternate title reads as: Coffee Shop Hobo. A comment(-ish) on modern working culture.

A slice of life short story.

A walk in the dawning Autumn, a slice from an ordinary life.

What's better than a bloody hack&slash fantasy story just before Halloween? Well, maybe a horror one, but this is what you're getting. Deal wid it (;