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Run Fairy Run (A Midsummer Night's Mare)

Annette's darkest erotic dreams turn scarily real.

Over hill, over dale, Through bush, through briar, Over park, over pale, Through flood, through fire… …Annette ran like fuck. Her muscles burned from hill-climbing, her lungs from dale-traversing and pale-hurdling. Her ash-blond hair had snagged on bushes...

Night Shadows 2: The Dark Night

The veil between our world and the horrors of shadow has been torn. At midnight they come to make themselves flesh.

The murky day surrendered to the sharp shadows of night, all hope of serenity lost to the utter blackness of despair. A lifeless cloud of ominous oppression threatened the bleak world throughout the twilight of the day, delivering ill omens. In the forebo...

Dreams of Future Past

Nightmares and dreams, predictions and warnings.

In nightmares I see youMemories of what we hadInsane visions of you lost to meSomething is wrong, it cannot be trueStrange things happen, a terrifying view Yet I see the future nowOnly glimpses and shadowsUncovered truths, an unbroken bough Phantoms of a...

The Widow At Number 56 - Chapter 4

As the arranged meeting with Michael draws near. Claire is haunted by serious doubts.

Chapter Four   Claire begins the short walk from the horse-drawn carriage to the church.  The frozen breath of the two black stallions hangs thickly in the air as the falling snow catches on the wind and swirls around her.  She wears a long scarlet coat o...

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Preventing nightmares.

a mother aches for her son.

As a single mother of a teenage child, life isn’t easy. Especially when that child starts having problems. My name is Layla and I am a forty-three-year-old woman. I have kept my looks and work out three times a week. My son, Luke, is just seventeen and is...

Loves Illusions

Sometimes love takes patience and also brings fear

I woke up last nightmy mind filled with terror you said you did not love me anymore My eyes filled with tears, I could not seethe pain that inside cut like a knife to my heart and drowned me in fearYou walked away without saying goodbyethe "us" that had o...

New Day

Please don't write me off.

This poem only available on Lush StoriesThis biting night is cold and lonesome:Echoes of the monstrous pastAre creeping up and nipping at me,My spirit terrified, aghast.The nails of fear are ripping through me,Slicing open hidden worries;Skin in shreds an...