I lay sprawled out naked and languid, wrapped in the drunken stupor of euphoria glistening in mirrored reflections through his copper hew eyes. Watery and searching they blinked down at me, reiterating my thundering heart that roared untamed and free. It beat hard, screaming longingly for his arms; sweaty and brazen, to dalliance my wraith-like fantasies.
The drapes fluttered open as the sunlight flooded her, his rays rippling and warmth kissing her fingertips, face, and lips. He took her, devoured her, and swallowed her whole. Brazen he was as he flowed over her, brushing through raven hair glistened with olive sheen and loose curls. His molten graze seared pleasantly on her …
It is no secret that cats rule the world. In which case, kittens must rule the entire galaxy. These furry little balls of cuteness with their pink paws and meowing are our Achilles heel. This is why humanity has domesticated felines for more than 10,000 years. During this time, civilizations such as Ancient Egypt have …
Are you fond of kissing? Maybe the occasional gentle peck on the cheek? Perhaps a friendly light brush on the forehead is more your style. Then again, why don’t we just go all out with a big old sloppy wet one? Whatever your flight of fancy, today is all about canoodling. Time for our characters …
Without them seeing, he quickly wrote a note, scribbling as much as he could remember from the blabbering behemoth in the black suit. It was a long shot, but he had to at least try and leave breadcrumbs just in case things went south, which they’d done within the past hour. The giant of a …
Inside were musty old rooms stripped of all but dusty old books, peeling paint, and treasures under stretching old iron roof sheets baking in the African sun. But it was home and it had been for ages. It kept me away from them, away from those that hung by the rafters, building their hollow nests …
There were sinister beings in the meadow that consumed women’s souls. They feasted on the joy of our youth. We all knew it. That is why mama locked the doors before we went to sleep. She sprinkled holy water on the windows and doors. Mama even prayed over her sweet little virgins before we went …
When she woke up, everything was black. The faint dripping sound from the corner of the room would have worried her had she not known better now. As long as there was no movement then there was naught to lose sleep over. It was dead now, probably drooling into a pool of velvet smoky blood. …
A train whistle screamed under the blanket of night as Mr. Munene dropped dead on his study floor. His soul was oblivious of the interruption as he stood up to investigate the disturbance. Beyond the window was a most astonishing sight. A black train crowned in a billowing white mane of smoke tore across a …
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Ndindi was never one to be easily stirred from her sleep. However, the tapping on the attic window was unusually loud. Rap-tap-tap-rap-a-tap-tap the sound went, over and over again. Ndindi pulled the covers over her head and turned away from the window. She forced herself to return to her flying dream. There had been pixies …