Writing prompt: fear


Thanks to Writings by Ender for the writing prompt: fear.

These characters are from my WIP, yet this situation is unlikely to actually happen in the story. It was a great chance to explore them and the situation though. 🙂

~Fear~

Ash stood in the middle of the shop, his muscles frozen. The crackle of flames grew louder as he stood, uncertain of what to do. His face flooded with sweat, his nostrils stung from the acrid smoke and his eyes burned. 

He coughed so hard he was sure his lungs were trying to escape his chest cavity. Trying to leave him too, the gaping hole she’d left behind so vast it swallowed him whole. A can rattled down one of the aisles and he squinted into the haze.

A fist loomed into his vision and connected with his face. His head snapped back and he bit his tongue hard enough to draw blood. His body flung backwards, knocking shelved items in every direction. Ash fell to his knees, his head hung low, a steady stream of blood falling to the shiny floor.

“She was delicious.” Jerry taunted. His voice lingering disembodied in the smoky haze. “I should have taken longer with her. Teased her life from her heaving carcass with delicate precision. Made her suffer greatly.”

Ash lunged out, trying to inflict pain. “Fight me like a man!” His hands met nothing but smoke.

Jerry laughed. “You can’t hurt me.” He threw a can of tomato soup at Ash, the metal can hit him in the chest with a dull thud. “Just like you couldn’t save her.”

Ash trembled, coughed and then a howl of rage erupted from him. He lowered his head to the ground and screamed. “You stole her!” Blood and spittle flew from his mouth. The skin of his face mottled from dozens of bruises, cuts ripped open and fresh trails of blood painted him a grizzly mask of pain and fear.

“Yes I did.” A chuckle stole from Jerry’s mouth. “And there’s nothing you can do about it.” He stalked around Ash’s prone form, removing a pick axe from the shelf. “Except die.”

Jerry swung the axe at Ash’s head, but Ash jerked backwards, the metal spike missing his face by a few centimetres. The pick axe buried itself into the shop floor.

Ash jumped up, turning to Jerry and kicked him in the crotch. Jerry dropped like a sack of shit, his mouth opening and closing like an aggravated goldfish. His lungs forgot how to work and it felt like his guts were trying to climb up his oesophagus. 

Ash pushed Jerry to the floor, pressing his boot against Jerry’s head. “You were saying?” Ash ground his foot against Jerry’s face. His boot tore and bruised Jerry’s flesh. “Fucker.”

He leant down and grabbed one of Jerry’s fingers, twisting it the wrong way so hard the bones snapped. 

A storm of emotions played across Jerry’s face. Ash grabbed another finger and ripped it back until he heard another delightful pop and Jerry’s hiss of protest.

“I’m gonna slit your throat,” Ash dropped his knee into Jerry’s back. “Hear you squeal like-”

“Just like Hetty did!” Jerry ground out between clenched teeth. 

Ash reeled as if he’d been struck, pushing himself back until he sat on his butt on the floor. He dropped his head to his hands and fought to keep his mind in the present. 

Even fearing for his life could not shake Hetty’s hold on his mind anymore. He slipped into memories of her. The warmth of her love smothered him. Her shy smile and furtive glances entranced him. 

The vision of her broken body seared lashes across his memory and stole his breath.

 Jerry forced himself to his feet, a bloody grin splitting his face in two.

“Perhaps you’d like to join her?” He grabbed the broken man before him and dragged him across the shop. “After I’ve had some fun, of course.”

Review: Fat Off Sex and Violence


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3 stars

Read on November 13, 2016

Synopsis: Improve your life through nonstop sex and violence!

Gary is a fucking loser. He spends his days jerking off to hentai and fantasizing about his ideal life. ne day while sitting in his hidden spot in the woods, he encounters the perfect girl. She is his ultimate fantasy. The only problem – she isn’t human. She’s an otherworldly creature who feeds on acts of sex and violence. Lots and lots of violence…and she is a complete glutton for it.

Fat Off Sex and Violence is the most extreme work yet by one of the most exciting new voices in horror. Don’t try to resist, give in to your worst instincts. Welcome to Shane McKenzie’s world.

Bookish Things: 130 pages. The cover is delightfully sinful and fits nicely with the WTF feel of the whole story.

Where to buy: Amazon on kindle for $3.06 or paperback for $10.95.

My Review: 

My first Shane McKenzie book and while not as disturbing as I was expecting, still enough gore and violence to keep me reading.

I didn’t love nor hate this, but I can’t really fault it either because it is what it is. Graphic horrific content. I felt a little removed from the action in this, almost as if I were a spectator behind glass. It might have been the character and my inability to relate to him, more than any writing style or technique.

Certainly not for those with weak stomachs or sympathetic vomiters, Fat off sex and violence should intrigue as much as it disturbs with its graphic content and explosive conclusion.

I’m keen to see what else Shane has on offer, this will not be the last of his I read.

Review: Cupid In Bondage


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ReviewStars-4

Read in November, 2015 — I own a copy

Synopsis: “Without apologies, White tears through your emotions, from sympathy to hate, humor to shock…” -Horror Web Wrath James White, the celebrated master of extreme sex and violence, offers up a collection of perverse stories that explore the powerful relationship between pleasure and pain. From extreme BDSM to self-mutilation and death, “Cupid in Bondage” is his most unflinching view into the darkest corners of the human heart. In these twenty-three stories and poems of extreme erotic horror, White shows just how far some people will go to satisfy their lust.

Bookish Things: 132 pages. The cover is intriguing.

Where to buy: Amazon on kindle for $4.24 or paperback for $8.95

My Review: 

Looking for a night time tale to put you off to sleep? Well don’t pick this one up
You’ll be in for nightmares.

Full of short stories and poetry of the darkest nature I’ve read in a long time, Cupid in Bondage will not fail to deliver if you want gore and erotica in the same breath.

My favourite (if you could call it that), was by far Larger than God, despite the gruesome occurrences, the writing was divine (pun totally intended). Some of the poetry also was a glorious look at the macabre. Sickening was my favourite poem. Sexxxy was an interesting idea, despite the rather lurid descriptions.

I was extremely pleased to see a raft of different types of characters, including age, body type, sex, race, and kinks. And the varying POV from top to bottom, male and female was a delightful mix.

The further into the book you go, the further down the rabbit hole you go, the more grotesque and extreme the stories. It got to the point where I wasn’t enjoying the reading, merely observing it as I read. The actions of the characters so far outside of the realm of my reality it placed it into the realm of complete fantasy.

Definitely not for those who are squeamish or value keeping their lunch down. Cupid in Bondage should only be read by adults who want to experience erotic gore and horror at fever pitch.

Review: Brief Encounter by Tony Talbot


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3 stars

Read on September 23, 2015

Synopsis: When a man misses the last train of the night, he meets a strange woman with a strange tale for him…

Bookish Things: 9 pages. This needs a nice cover.

Where to buy: Amazon on kindle for $0.75

My Review: 

Bookshelves: awesome-authors, 3-star-review, horror, indie-authortoo-short

Typical Tony, he delivers a wicked little tale, but it’s just a snippet.

The Grace Kelly look alike in this story is an interesting character. At first I thought she’d be a witch (with all that cackling!) but it turns out that was kinda wrong…

You don’t get a great deal of information about the protagonist, but that’s ok in this story because even though he’s the protagonist, it’s not really him that’s important.

Again, I’d love to see this one drawn out into something longer, just so Tony could drag me kicking and screaming through that creepy night time station with Grace and her fetid mop bucket.

Review: Snow, Glass, Apples by Neil Gaiman


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3 stars

Read from May 16 to 17, 2015 — I own a copy

Synopsis: A young princess … her skin as white as snow … her hair as black as coal … her lips as red as blood … an innocent young girl victimized by her evil stepmother.

Or is she?

Neil Gaiman’s “Snow, Glass, Apples” turns the traditional “Snow White” fairytale on its head and tells the story from the point of view of the “wicked” stepmother, who knows the truth about this less-than-innocent girl and attempts to save the kingdom from her unnatural and monstrous stepdaughter. Continue reading