He mesmerized her with his eyes. Her mouth

He mesmerized her with his eyes. Her mouth slackened. His yellowish nails grew from his gnarled cuticles. He pulled at the air and she lifted up, the power dragged her to him where

he could smell the nervous sweat streaming down her belly from beneath her arms and breasts. She couldn't move....couldn't scream. He held her in the air with his mind and began

playing Brahm's Hungarian Dance No. 5 in her head while doing a silly dance. When he grew bored of dancing her around with his mind he dropped her to the floor and began to

slide her body around with his telekinesis. She couldn't fight back, but her face was locked in a painful-looking expression of fear. It was like watching a marionette hump a

well, anything, really. Approaching his psychicly-bound female victim, his form changed to an eldritch horror, its malevolent intent obvious from the look of its massive protruding

iPad 2's, each extended on long, slimy stalks. Each screen bore a different image, one being a scene of an atomic explosion with the words 'Love me?' in the foreground, while

the other iPad screen had an image of a lovely beach with the words 'Hate Me?' So, if she loved him he would blow up the world and if she hated him she could go to the beach? Maybe

she should just blow the world up; after all, it was only one touch on the iPad screen. Maybe he'd love her more if she brought about an apocalypse. Fingers quivering, she

he was and sent cupid his GPS location. Cupid put on flight googles and released Love Missle F1-11. The bliss fallout covered five miles. She smiled inwardly and finished her latte