Promptober 2025 Day 13: Rotting Flesh
"Is it gonna have to come off?" the workman asks, his bared, gangrenous leg stretched…
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Promptober 2025 Day 12: Change of plans, we’re doing slapping today
Chappell slams Ira down by the throat and watches the fear in his eyes evolve…
Read MorePromptober 2025 Day 11: Music from Nowhere
Ira owes August Castaigne big for pulling his ass out of the fire on his…
Read MorePromptober 2025 Day 10: Cries on the Wind
Griffin is ducking through a parking garage, hoping it'll be enough, when he feels the…
Read MorePromptober 2025 Day 9: Gleaming Teeth
Agatha laughs, smile red as blood and teeth gleaming, and leans in against the arm…
Read MorePromptober 2025 Day 8: Dripping Blood
Sometimes it's just an urge. An itch he needs to scratch. He just needs someone…
Read MorePromptober 2025 Day 7: The Full Moon
He hardly cares whether he's safe or not. To drown in this creature's grip would…
Read MorePromptober Day 6: Dark Premonitions
There's a strange static, running beneath the voices. Emil ignores it at first, but it…
Read MorePromptober 2025 Day 5: Shades of the Past
Belatedly, he remembers girls are supposed to be careful of their clothes. He should probably…
Read MorePromptober 2025 Day 4: Potent Venom
It's more than just lust spreading through Ira's bloodstream right now, Chappell knows. It's something…
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