Swallowed my boat, he did. There I was, in the belly of the beast. Not sure what to do, I reflected on how I got here. Speedos, women construction workers and Somali pirates. Still

Donavan stared at the wall, refusing to look at his hands. Instruments of life and death, covered in blood and tissue. He turned and struggled to process the scene before him.

The man broke into the house and fight a young man, the man have the advantage, then, some one come behind him and hit him on the head, the man died, but they found out the man was

I couldn't really guess if she was trying to be sexy by laying her breasts on the top of the bar or just.

It had seemed like a good idea at the time. But Sylvia's job was on the line. And Walmart's Fashion Week Pavillion wasn't exactly

Enraged, he threw down his keyboard. Davies had made it impossible to market Torchwood slash fic if everyone already knew what it was like to see Ianto and and Harkness kissing!

You jump to the right and you shake a hand, jump to the left and you shake that hand, you meet some friends and you tie some yarn: and that's how you do The Scarn.

The ionic chain lashed around his neck like a leash. It had an accelerator chip on it which jammed the messages in his spine. The prepulsor banged on the floor. The Borg said

The crystal ball lit up the walls with a rainbow of stars. Their eyes locked on one particular constellation and deep within it, saw another set peering back. He fumbled for his

It smelled like shame and Korean barbecue in there. Mix that with rotting flesh and you have the recipe for yet another murder mystery. Detective Jason Manatee looked up from his

she made my evening alone at home more bearable. Just thinking, no fantasizing about her made my lonely life not so bad. I would lie in bed and think of..

The pelican balanced on the end of the dock where she'd first kissed Richard. He was a humble, quiet man, but was the best, most honorable she'd ever murdered. His zombie corpse

He didn't need cocaine he had 5 hour energy drink. He would buy gallons of it, boil it down until it evaporated into a solid then grind it up and snort it all day at the hospital

Bald headed, bald headed, bald headed, bald...hair? There is hair on this head!?!?! Johnson damn it, that fool, that cretan. He should be pistol-whipped for this. I never thought

Well, it all started the day Pudgy the poodle fell into the open manhole. I mean, the dog wasn't that bright, but this was a new low. He was chasing his tail when he took a step

It had been a long night at yoga practice. As I stepped into the street a violent ravaged dog attack my leg. I kicked in scream until I beat it off.

Roberta awoke with a start. She found herself in the middle of a lake on a small boat with no oars. Her only possessions were a can of pilchards, a straw hat and a foot pump. She

With her scissors she snipped the cartilage separating his nostrils. He woke up shrieking with a bloody face and

He ran into the glass door. He left a huge greasy nose print. His pastor was inside stroking the dog with a Hair Pick. He was trying to fluffen up

He grew up in Reading, Ohio, the second of 12 children in a working-class Catholic family. His father ran a tavern where