Dani Brown's second person experimental piece you've been waiting years for. Witness first hand as a fiction author breaks the list of writing rules (or a list, there are many of these things). You wake up. Your day doesn't get much better after that. Dive into your mind as your body releases every bit of fluid it had and then more. When your mind is done with you, it is your body's turn. Is there any hope for you?
Michael Jackson is communicating with me." It was hard to know if "Michael" (real name Hayden) was being serious or if this was another one of his lies. Ashleigh hadn't known him very long before he took over her life and now he wanted to spend her money that they needed for bills and food on an online necromancer. Things don't get better for Ashleigh. He kills her with one punch, leaving her body to rot on the floor and her spirit floating around the house. He takes her bank card and hires that online necromancer. Ashleigh knows "Esmeralda" isn't a psychic but a series of men in a call centre pretending to be well, whatever their clients need at the time. While "Michael" (real name Hayden) is occupied with the online necromancer, Ashleigh discovers his secrets in the trail of destruction he left behind him. She also discovered he was lying about popular bands causing him flashbacks. She thought he was lying. Luckily for her she has their albums in the loft. While her body rots, mould spores from his infest the house and his belief that Michael Jackson is communicating with him intensifies. Please Note: This book is "extreme" horror and as such, has themes related to extreme horror, including necrophilia, abuse and rape. It is also graphically disgusting.
Jo-Jo needs attention from online lovers. Her baby cries from the box room. Her baby is sick. The online lovers shower her with sympathy and their bank account details. Old Woman Mabel downstairs doesn't like the sound of the baby crying. She bangs on her ceiling with her broom handle. Comforting the baby takes Jo-Jo away from her computer screen.
Tis the season to celebrate, to love, to dream, to hope. Unfortunately, many people have lost almost everything they have - including hope in this most festive and beautiful of times. Across the globe, authors, illustrators, and artists of all sorts have come together in the anthology you now hold in your hands with one goal in mind. To give hope. To spread love. To give people a chance to dream again. Christmas Lites V is a special anthology. Every dime raised goes directly to the National Coalition Against Domestic Violence (NCADV). Not a single person who worked on this book or donated their time and their art form to it receives anything from it, other than the knowledge that he/she is making a difference in those affected by domestic violence. Inside these pages are stories of all genres-Romance, fantasy, horror, action, children's stories, stories written BY children. Please, dive inside, read, laugh, and spread the love and joy.
Dreams die in sheds in Suburban Hell, traded for garden decorations so the neighbours can see how well everyone conforms. Matthew was a popstar, once. His band went on and made it without him, so now every night he goes to the shed to jerk off. But too much semen could break his instrument, so Matthew builds Sparky, a robot that takes his cum.
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