Fiction, In Lieu of Underwear, Original Writing, Satórdays, Uncategorized, vampires

In Lieu of Underwear, a Vampire Story: Chapter 5

On a new mission, I tucked the cigarette behind my ear and found Jackie's car in the Red Tech Donor Station parking lot. The Porsche was silver and filled with a dark gray leather interior. She must have been serious about me leaving if she was volunteering her car for my bare ass and nutsack to sit on. I had to adjust the seat, pushing its base backward and leaning the seat back some... Continue reading

Fiction, In Lieu of Underwear, Original Writing, Satórdays, vampires

In Lieu of Underwear, a Vampire Story: Chapter 4

My eyes fell to Matthew's fingers pressing in the lock. I had never heard the tumblers of a lock fall into place with such clarity before, but this time, while Matthew stood between me and the only way out, it happened in slow motion, louder than anything I had ever heard.

When I finally looked at his face again, his eyes moved over the sleeves of my hospital gown. I didn't offer an explanation... Continue reading

Fiction, In Lieu of Underwear, Original Writing, Satórdays, vampires

In Lieu of Underwear, a Vampire Story: Chapter 3

I fell quiet for most of the ride in the car, my teeth clenched while I watched out the window for signs of where I was being taken. I was pissed. I was just trying to live my fucking life, and now here I was in a goddamn hospital gown in the backseat of a cop car with no clue where I was being taken. Oh, and the best part? Matthew wanted to kill me... Continue reading

Fiction, In Lieu of Underwear, Original Writing, Satórdays, vampires

In Lieu of Underwear, A Vampire Story: Chapter 2

I thought drinking a vampire's blood would be more intimate, but Matthew had made the whole thing transactional. I stood on the other side of the island from him while I watched him ooze his own blood into a glass from a slice on his palm.

Watching him fill the glass had become a normal thing at that point. I wasn't a vampire—yet—but I was well on my way after drinking Matthew's blood before every meal for a month.

I spaced out on the bloody knife nearby until... Continue reading

Fiction, In Lieu of Underwear, Original Writing, Satórdays, vampires

In Lieu of Underwear, A Vampire Story: Chapter 1

Jess showed up at my apartment wearing nothing but a long white t-shirt and some high heels. I couldn't tell if her eyes were all glassy from weed or from crying.

Fuck.

"Just a sec, all right?" I said through the tiny space I'd opened up to talk to her. I shut the door again after she gave me a quiet nod.

I turned back to the bedroom, but stopped short and... Continue reading

Destroying Eden, Fiction, Original Writing, Poetry, Satórdays

The Fruit of All, a poem

The following is an important poem from my upcoming novel Destroying Eden. It's a prophecy. Who do you think wrote it? The Fruit of All Angel of Exile, cast out from the sun;Caring Dominion, old Lord of the Land;Orchard fruit bitter, iron on the tongue:become Corruption; New Fall of New Man.Race of new creatures with… Continue reading The Fruit of All, a poem

Fiction, Nathaniel, Original Writing, Satórdays, Vignette

Anomalous Ira, a Nathaniel Wheelwright Vignette

You might remember Nathaniel from last Satórday's post. You can expect to see more of this precious boy in my novels one day, but since those are still under construction, here's your sneak peek. I do not consider the following snippet to be canon. The events of my canon universe may be vastly or slightly… Continue reading Anomalous Ira, a Nathaniel Wheelwright Vignette