December 31: Happy New Year!

Setch shook her head, finally understanding what Amox and Este had been planning. Amox’s warrior priests were beginning a purge in the city. By driving out the priests, they would drive out the other gods. But she didn’t understand why they would bother.  #VSS365

***

She returned with an iced bottle of vodka and three glasses.  She poured each of us a healthy shot, or maybe two.  “Drink up ladies.” She said holding her glass for a toast.  “To Kate, Hecate extraordinaire.” #LoveLines

***

I decided that going to Dee’s house early would shake off the haunted feeling the pictures had given me.  I told myself that it was just the gloomy day and being alone that made it seem so spooky. #MoodMon

***

Detective Smyth, laid his hand on mine & took the form away. “Why don’t we start w/ an easier one?” His voice was calming. There was something about his touch. His hand was cool & hard, almost like glass. I shook off the feeling. It was probably just nerves on my part. #MuseMon

***

Julia was in Norway, studying pagan revival practices. The scene behind Julia was an expanse of dark woods and white snow. There seemed to be nothing around Julia, except the fairy tale dark woods. A large coat covered her from the hood to the tops of her dark boots. #Monsense

December 28

She let her Domme out, ordering the participants to lick or suck harder or faster. W/ one thick fingered man, she ordered him to slip his fingers in her pussy, first one then another and another. The crowd watched & cheered his on as the third finger slipped inside. #writeaskew

***

Her gloved fingers slid into her wet pussy; her eyes stay trained on him. She wishes just once to see his face. Instead, she watches him, unmoving in his suit and hat. She pulls her fingers from her pussy, the vinyl glistening and slick with her juices. #FictFriNotG

December 26

He was in the tree, slicing the mistletoe. His blade flashed in the firelight, & he dropped another bunch to the ground. Each time he cut away the mistletoe she heard him speaking. It seemed to be a blessing or invocation, but it wasn’t a language she recognized. #vss365

***

Alice smiled remembering the brief affair she had enjoyed with a Jovian Psionic.  In fact, the Jovian Psionic had given her the toy. It was a fascinating creation of hands-free dildo and vibrator but could be controlled via thought, like most Jovian tech. #WackyWed

***

He kept his cock firmly planted inside her, but rested his hands on the bed. When she slid slowly forward, he let her.  She felt his cock slip out of her. London sighed as her stomach met the bed. The werewolf moved to curl around her. & they both drifted off to sleep. #TalesNoir

December 25: Merry Christmas

After the official business, she & the other delegates were invited to a party. They had all been given Gliesen clothing to wear, and while some of her fellow delegates had expressed concern, Alice had leapt at the change to wear the long, sheer gauzy skirt. #vss365

***

He gave her another dazzling smile, “Tell me, why were you in Budapest?”

They finished their coffee talking about traveling and when he left, Maggie realized that he had never explained how he knew what she was thinking about when she made the coffee. #Twisted2sday

***

Eventually, they had started meeting again, first for tea and long lunches, and after Bessie had left England for the Americas, taking their holidays together. Dorothy didn’t know if Bessie had other lovers, and she never asked.  For herself, there was only Bessie.#HODheartbeats

***

Tabitha stared at the hulking silhouette of the church against the stormy sky. The candles flickering in the windows hinted that someone must be inside, & as her car wasn’t going to start, she rushed to the door, only seconds before the rain started.  #BookishTues

***

“Call the dog and go Hero.  You can’t be here for this.”  Jenny whispered.

The bounty hunter stood frozen, staring at Jenny.

I swallowed my protests, and called HP and half crawled into the kitchen.  I glanced at HP, “Will she be ok?”  I whispered to him? #FoodParty

December 24

The Crimson Queen left her chamber, the heels of her boots clicking on the marble floors of her palace. Tonight she was celebrating and her subjects would celebrate with her. It had been one year since she had defeated the Indigo Queen and taken the kingdom for herself. #vss365

***

She stroked his long white hair, still wondering how such a young man had white hair.  She rose from the couch, “Enjoy your drink while I get your present.”

He nodded quickly.

She slipped out of her panties, and picked up the wrapped package.  #Monsense

***

This energy was new, something in her fifteen years as high priestess, she had never felt.  It was strength and power.  She held the vial for a moment longer to savor the warm strength that flowed through her.  The power made her almost giddy, intoxicated. #MoodMon

***

He unzipped his pants, and let them fall to the ground. He stepped out of them, naked except for the bow tied round his hard cock. “Merry Christmas, Lizzy,” he said with a smile, as he slid on a condom.

“For me?” She teased #LoveLines

December 23

The vampire’s cossetted daughter wailed in despair when she woke to find the castle empty. His customary clothing lay tattered and stained atop a pile of dust, and when she worked up the nerve to touch them a stake clattered to the marble floor. #SinisterSunday

***

The ghostly figure that was looking more & more like my mother was still standing in my childhood bedroom. She glided, shifted towards the desk and sat cross legged on top of it. She cocked her head at me.

“I guess this is a little much for you isn’t it?”   #sundayfict

***

Anne broke the kiss, her lips traveling down Faith’s jaw. She nipped at Faith’s ear. “Moan for me my love,” Anne commanded her voice a husky whisper. Her long fingers teased Faith’s clit, before pressing deeper, slipping deep inside. & Faith moaned for her Captain #salacioussun

***

His eyes locked on to her gloved hands, one covered with his glinting semen. She followed his gaze and smiled.

“And now you’ve dirtied my gloves,” she smiled at him. “Such a naughty boy.” She leaned forward and kissed him softly. #SeduceMeSunday

***

She whispered her prayers to Tez, unable to think about what was happening. She knew that Mitlan would remove Tenoch’s heart now. He shifted his position, keeping her close at his side,but he dropped her hand. “Just breathe, Soshay.  It is almost over.” He whispered.#SunScribbles

***

There was something about the photographer posing her, telling her how to move, the lights, & the flash of the camera that got her started. The room was warm, so her hard nipples weren’t caused by the cold. She met his eye, & toyed w/ the shoulder straps, & let them drop.#SunWIP

December 22

He’d said it was only ten minutes, Natalie reminded herself over and over as the relentless bombinating continued. She had no idea if one minute or ten had passed. She heard herself begging & moaning, her body shuddering with each climax. But she never gave her safe word. #vss365

***

Maggie had once referred to a date as “a real grown up” to her therapist.

She’d laughed, but asked her what was wrong with that.  Why don’t I want to date a grownup? Because when I tried that before, the grownup wanted me to grow up too. #WomenWrite

***

“A trepantrix is implanted in the skull.  It sends information into the wearer’s brain.  This treppantrix was created when we had possession of the Unnamed One’s artifact. We experimented with the powers of the chair.  Those experiments are recorded on this trepantrix.”#Satsplat

***

I couldn’t help but notice he was an attractive man. Chiseled features & tousled chestnut hair that seemed far more likely to belong to an actor playing a cop, than an actual cop.  #SuperheroSat

December 21: Blessed Solstice!

The witches laid the evergreen & amber onto the bonfire. Their chant became a song, raucous and wild. Just before dawn, one by one they fell silent. Their collective gaze focused on the fire until it ignited in a swirl of sparks & flame that grew into the newborn sun. #SciFiFri

***

 He glanced over the offerings they had prepared: incense, wine, candles, & flowers. He took the bottle, drinking deeply from it. He handed it to her, & Samantha took, drinking. In one motion, he shoved everything off of the altar, and lifted her upon it.  #FridayKiss

***

Caroline felt her face flame with shame and desire.  The idea of strangers watching her submission was something she hadn’t anticipated.  The added kink of strangers touching her, using her was terrifying and exhilarating.  #FictFri

***

“Tez made me swear, I cannot far-see again.  At least not until the Corruptor is destroyed.” She ran her hands through her hair, “But if Setch is dead…” She offered a prayer to Tez, begging his forgiveness & flung her spirit into the otherworld to seek Setch’s fate. #WriteAskew

***

I watched the beautiful young man standing w/ his arms pulled above his head. My shoulders ached just looking at him. He had the kind of face that Renaissance painters would have swooned over.  #FriTease

December 20

When mortals tell tales of the fey, they always forget the cruelty. The fair folk revel in sadism of all sorts. The Queens of both the dark and light court enjoy seducing and stealing humans only to cast them out, leaving those humans forever bereft. #vss365

***

She’d fantasized about life under his rule. Well mostly she fantasized about being the King’s concubine. She masturbated alone in her tent imagining being the plaything of the powerful pharaoh. What would it have been like to be fucked by a god, she’d wondered #WordWorlds

***

Caroline fidgeted in her seat.  She could feel her skirt rumbled and raised under her ass, which made her wonder if her sexy flights of fancy were more than just flights, but there was no way they could be real, could they? She wondered. #Thurspeak

***

Bessie’s eyes welled with tears. She grabbed Dotty’s hand, & pressed something hard and round into it. Bessie closed Dorothy’s fingers & squeezed. “Until next year, Dotty.”

Dorothy walked off the train, her fingers locked around Bessie’s gift. #WriteThurs

***

She preferred to practice magick naked, but naked in the snow was more than she expected. She stamped her booted feet, starting the invocation. Her voice rang out in the cold air, & the syllables seemed to hang in the air as she spoke the names of the old gods. #140line

***

He pulled off the condom, & zipped his pants, before taking her hand & letting her help him up. He looked at her, his lip bleeding again. “You’re a tough bitch.”

“Thanks, so are you.”She answered, before walking away.

“Want to do this again sometime?”he called after her #Thurds

***

If I just sat silently, Jenny would keep talking. She couldn’t stand silence. It took a lot of effort on my part. I wasn’t comfortable with the brittle silence between us.  But we’d been inseparable since elementary school, & I’d thought that we’d shared everything.  #WriteLGBTQ

***

She knew that Colin would pay, as he paid for their travel. He’d never met Djet, but he knew that the ancient pharaoh was renowned for his own magical prowess. After all, he’d created the spell that allowed for his resurrection in modern time.   #Thurstale

December 19

Crystal shifted in her seat, “Excellent.” She inched to the edge of the chair & spread her legs, pulling her skirt up. He gaped at her lack of panties. “Santa likes cookies right?” she purred at him. “I’ve got one for you to nibble on.” #wednesworld

***

They had reached the final card. He paused & met her gaze. “This card represents the outcome,” he paused, “it is what is possible based on the choices you make.  The future is never set in stone.”

She nodded slowly, still tingling from the last card.

He flipped a card. #wfwed

***

Julia pawed through the freezer and finally dumped ice into a glass and poured a whiskey. She loved the cold burn of the whiskey.  She poured a second drink, spilling the whiskey over her hand.  Julia licked the smokey drops from her fingers #wawwed

***

I was bound, tied fast to the metal web.  My arms extended over my head, and my legs were spread wide, ankles securely tied.  My lace bra and panties, pink as he ordered, only served to make me feel more exposed.  I waited in the spider’s parlor. #1linewed

December 18

It’s a cheat – I used a section of this poem for a #vss365 entry – here is the entire poem

Karnak

awash with clear white light and silence
the rustle of sand over stone and soft breezes
endless void overhead

broken stone still standing pillars immortal
Argos Argos a hundred eyes that stare into the sun
but there is no sun the eyes search the void

the writing on the walls
the writing on the walls

sibilant endless whispers murmurs prayers
wander slither through empty halls
corridors pillars columns doors immortal

around over through broken stones
uneven pavement stretches rumpled
tripping whispers stumbling reverence

the writing on the walls
the writing on the walls

shifting shadows of meaning
only the stones speak barely heard words
with fingers splayed on the wall

the sand a constant companion encroaching
responding with scratched voice no Argos here
a hundred pairs of eyes that wait for the sun
watch

the writing on the walls
the writing on the walls

broken stones still standing
placed with precision aligned angled endless
stones stacked on stone tumbled stumbled slowly
encroaching sand replies

white light washing waning withdrawing
the void vanishes azure expanse
broken stone shadowed pillars immortal
the writing

the writing on the walls
the writing on the walls

everything washed the color of silence waiting for the void

***

I cried out, in both pleasure &shock. I was watching myself, but the image was jarring, perhaps more so because it was me. The tattered lingerie now painted a backdrop for this spider-monster assaulting me. His lips and teeth teased and tormented my nipples #Twisted2sday

***

“You’re not too cold are you?” She asked, tapping the bars of the cage, watching his cock swell within it.

He bit his lip, watching the snowflakes fall & shook his head. “No, Mistress.” The soft leather of her gloves made him shiver in a way the cold never would #writingromancelines

***

Aunt Dee let her stay with us as often as Jenny could get away, and she’d always encouraged our friendship.  When I moved out during college, Aunt Dee had insisted on Sunday dinners and always invited Jenny. #TuesTropes

***

She hurried to the edge of the grove. It took a moment for her to make sense of what she was seeing. A fire burned cheerily in front of the stone she used as an altar, & as she watched a bunch of mistletoe fell from oak. She glanced up, and spied Lew. #HODHeartbeats

***

Mitlan was quick to bind the wound, but The room swayed in her vision. She feared she would be sick or faint. Steadying herself, placing one hand on the altar and felt a frission of power through the stone. “Tez aid me,” she murmured #Btr2sDay

***

She shuddered to a hungry orgasm; her hands latching on to his shoulders. She inhaled & found only air, no soul to swallow. Peter’s body relaxed after he came. The succubus stared down at him, her body grown heavy w/ lethargy. “What are you?” she slurred her words.#FoodParty

***

This was new for Natalie, not that she’d never ridden a man, but his insistence that she be the one doing the fucking was new &  hot. & of course it changed the dynamic of Des watching. He wasn’t watching someone fuck her; he was watching her fuck someone else.#TuesLine

December 17

Every night now for weeks, Victoria was plagued by dreams of the past. Dreaming  of performing ancient magical rites, while her pharaoh watched with pride.   #vss365

***

“Did you have a question, Ms. Wilde?” Professor Crane asked packing his notes away.

She blushed, knowing she’d never ask him to act out the fantasy she’d scrawled in her notebook. “Oh, no thank you.” She shoved everything in her bag. “See you next week” she muttered. #Musemon

***

The redhead slipped a scrap of paper into Liz’s hand, a name & phone number.

“Merry Christmas” redhead said, her voice sweet and huskier than Liz would have expected. Liz kissed the vixen again before she slipped out into the cold winter night. #Lovelines

***

I liked where we were. I liked that this relationship wasn’t costing me. Not my time or my attention. I called, he came. I talked, he listened. I wasn’t being fair to him. & I sometimes wondered if I was punishing him for my miserably brief relationship with Kyle. #MoodMon

December 16

There were voices in the fog. Whispered snatches of conversations carried in the liquid air. Soft wispy sounds tickled her ears. The fog carried voices.  Distant shouts muffled & screams like the ceaseless cries of peacocks slithered in each pewter tumble. #SinisterSunday

***

His thick fingers were in her panties, finding her already hot & wet. She moaned as he rubbed her clit, but he wasn’t going to play for long. He took his fingers away & slowly licked them clean.

“You are delicious,” he grinned at her. #SeduceMeSunday

***

“You look lovely.”

“Thanks, I have a date.”

His smile faltered for a a second, “Of course, a beautiful woman would have a date.” She wondered if she heard disappointment in his voice, & was tempted to jump in with her evangelical polyamory speech, but stopped herself.#SaidSun

December 15

She felt the fingers, the cool brush of ghostly hands on her body. Her smile deepened. This was the reason she kept the job, the real hauntings.  The ghosts hungry for human. The ghosts slid the blanket from her body, revealing her naked flesh. “Yes,” she whispered #vss365

***

She closed her eyes.  Trying to hear nothing in the deathly silence of the altar room.  She felt herself sway and Mitlan wrapped his arm around her again holding her upright.

“May Tez be pleased with this sacrifice.  The traitor’s blood is split in His name.”

#WomenWrite

***

I had a crystal once, blue w/ lights like fire inside. It was enhanced psychic powers. It, & the planet it came from, were deeply important to me. They shaped my soul. Then I learned their creator was a monster, and I cried leaving my crystal on the planet and headed to the stars. #SciFanSat

***

I glanced at it & found it was a fill-in-the-blank funeral planning form. Music, service, places to print obituaries, and even her headstone – all planned. I blinked, shocked by the level of detail. “Wow, I didn’t know that you could pre-plan this stuff.” #SuperheroSat

December 14

The age of magic began its long decline in the age of reason. It took the age of the atom for the final death rattle. 300 years later, in the age of space colonization, a small planet orbiting Proxima Centauri, magic was rediscovered. #scififri

***

Sharon wondered what she looked like to him. She was over 40 herself, but she pushed aside her fears about her stretchmarks and sagging skin. He hadn’t seemed to care about any of those things when he watched her masturbate. #WriteAskew

***

The cool caress of the wooden paddle, told her what to expect. She rested her cheek on the cross, & felt the woosh of air a second before the paddle made contact. Her head jerked back, & she cried out. She panted and let the pain wash through her.#FriTease

December 13

In a story where names have power, the Miller’s Daughter gets no name. From daughter to queen, she’s defined by her relationship to men.

Did Rumplestiltskin use her name when he coerced her into accepting his deal? Or did he also fail to recognize her power?

#ProjectFairytale

***

She made the 1st move. She took his hand, standing on her toes to kiss him lightly. It was a quick kiss, innocent. But Belle felt the jolt run thru her. She wanted this massive man, & she wanted him here in the wild woods.  #Thurstale

***

Colin explained their need for a spell to bargain with Anubis.

Lola raised a sculpted blonde eyebrow, “You have gotten yourself into trouble.”

Colin grinned at her.  “So you’ll help us?”

#WordWorlds

***

It took a moment for her to make sense of what she was seeing. A fire burned cheerily next to the stone altar, & as she watched a bunch of mistletoe fell from the oak. She glanced up, &spied a man in the tree, slicing the mistletoe and tossing it to the ground.#FlashThursday

***

The wood floors that stretched throughout the entire house had always made it feel cozy w/ their warm golden tones. Now as I took my first step into the house, they creaked & groaned, making me shiver. My mind was inundated with the images of a million ghost stories. #WriteThurs

***

She delivered the open handed slap to his face, watching his head jerk to one side.  When he looked at her again, she slapped the other side of his face, and felt his cock twitch as he came. He continued to thrust, into her closing his eyes. #140Line

***

Phoebe & her friends were partying in the woods below the old cemetery, & after a few beers, the dares started. That’s how she found herself climbing the 1000 stairs to the cemetery wearing an angel costume. Phoebe was guessing there was only a 100 stairs, not 1000. #AbThurd

***

When Setch reached her chamber, she was accosted by a novice who delivered a summons from Este.  She offered a half-hearted reply, before entering her chamber.  I will meet her in my time and once I am prepared, she thought. #Thurds

December 12

Samantha strode into the woods just before moonrise. It was the perfect time to harvest mistletoe, & she couldn’t possibly celebrate the solstice without fresh mistletoe. Her boots crunched over the snow as she headed to the grove.  #wednesworld

***

She could feel the warmth of his hand through her torn stockings.  His hands were strong, and he applied just a hint of pressure.  She wondered how high he would go, but he stopped just above her knee.  He didn’t, she noticed, remove his hands. #wawwed

***

She found herself answering, “the depravity you wish.”

Lola’s expression didn’t change.  “Stand and strip,” she said, as calmly as commenting on the weather.  #1linewed

***

When he closed his hands around my boobs & squeezed, his fingers digging into my flesh, I moaned and felt my mind shift. A lot of people call it “subspace,” I always think of it as letting go. I let go of anxiety & analysis.  I just feel and I want to make Daddy happy. #WIPFeels

***

She watches the storm rage above her, while the music & screams echo through the empty yard. The wind slackens & she stands, slowly easing the circulation back into her legs. With numb feet she makes her way across the yard, stepping through puddles.  #vss365

***

Musicians played jazz for a group of lively dancers. Some clothed, some in states of undress. There were people chatting casually w/ one another seated on gorgeous velvet sofas. While across the room, on similar sofas, some were well into the orgy phase of the party.  #TalesNoir

December 11

The Emperor waved over two men. They were heavily muscled & wearing nothing but loincloths. The Emperor whispered to the men, before they turned to Alice. She watched them discard their loincloths, & she stared at their cocks. She licked her lips in anticipation. #Twisted2sday

***

He had invited her to a house party a month or so after he left, but she hadn’t attended already engaged that weekend at a meeting for one of the Hellfire Clubs.  She hadn’t seen or heard from him since.

“Duke –, how wonderful to see you again.” #TuesdayCliches

***

The fire lasted only a few moments, but it was blinding. It slowly became a pile of smoldering ash. The windows on the east side of the room began to light up, & the soft yellow light, that should have been warming, only served to make Soshay think of illness. #BookishTues

***

Kate turned the book, trying to decipher the notations. She murmured the words aloud to herself, but they sounded like gibberish. She repeated the sounds, but still couldn’t make sense of the words. She was going to give up on the note, when she heard music. #TuesLine

***

“It means Ms. Adams, that unless you live some sort of extravagant lifestyle, you can conceivably live comfortably off the interest and money from her properties for life.” My jaw dropped.  #vss365

***

They saw together that the eastern most walls had cracked and crumbled. Not open, at least not yet.

She looked at the priest, his dark eyes wide with comprehension. “Again?” she whispered in the woods, and he laughed with the joy of one soon to be freed.  #HODHeartbeats

***

They weren’t fine jewels; she wasn’t even sure they were real pearls. But when he slid them between her thighs, they glistened with her desired and the smooth round beads were more valuable to her than diamonds. #Btr2sDay

December 7

The elbow length vinyl gloves lay ready for her to put on. #storyin12

***

He nodded slowly.  “Was this all a dream?”

She gave him a sad smile and pointed him toward the road. As he made his way back to the moonlight road, she wondered if he would return to the woods next month.  #vss365

***

The women of Europa formed families. The wolves formed triads to make & raise pups. The sirens gave their young to a childfree auntie. In the tower, the witches’ children ran wild thru the station. The only nuclear family was three warheads that defended them all. #SciFiFri

***

He grabbed her sweater, tearing it down the middle. Alicia, stunned at the display of his strength, let the shreds fall to the floor, leaving her naked in front of Count Dracula. The cold room made her flesh prickle, but cold flesh produced a wholly different response.#FictFri

***

Julia’s breathing quickened as the priest knelt before the priestess. He buried his face between her thighs. It wasn’t just the sex act or even the publicness that had Julia feeling so excited. There was power in the air, the heavy air feeling of magick. #FriTease #fridare

***

I shifted back & tilted her head up, & I kissed her back. Her lips were soft & hesitant. Her hesitancy made me bold; I reached up & buried my hands in her long dark hair. I shifted closer to her and deepened the kiss. I tasted whiskey & sugar. #FridayKiss

***

They saw together that the eastern most walls had cracked and crumbled. Not open, at least not yet.

She looked at the priest, his dark eyes wide with comprehension. “Again?” she whispered in the woods, and he laughed with the joy of one soon to be freed. #Whoneedsahero

December 6

The forecast was rain. She out a bowl to catch the storm. #storyin12

***

The maid handed her the bouquet. There was no card, as the flowers were the message. She ran her fingers over the sprigs of rosemary, the herb’s scent crisp, astringent scent clinging to her fingers.  So, this will be an assignation that I won’t forget, she mused, #vss365

***

She pulls her fingers from her pussy, the vinyl glistening and slick with her juices.

He stands with his hands in his coat pockets and watches.

Leaning forward, she uses her sticky fingers to draw a heart upon the glass. #Thurds

***

She wore a braided lock of her first husband’s hair as a ring. Her second husband’s heart was in a chest on her mantle. She looked at her third husband wondering what memento of him she’d keep. #vss365 #FlashFichive

***

The 1st picture was in Seattle, before they’d started their journey. It was the 1st time they’d met. This one wasn’t a naughty picture, just a quick selfie of both of them after the ritual. They both looked tired from the long night, but also, she thought, satisfied. #140Line

***

Once deeper inside she could see the flames leaping, & the dancers, skin slick with flying ointment, cavorting around the fire. The salve was made of grease and herbs, the type of herbs and their effect varied. Tonight she expected the ointment would be special. #WordWorlds

***

This time he did smile, probably smiling to see my jaw hit the floor.  “Along with the publishing house, which I must say does not generate much income, she owned shares in many mainstream publishing houses, along with some later internet business stocks.” #FlashThursday

***

Maybe I can learn to ignore the feelings. At least I must learn to control my thoughts about him. She shuddered recalling Tez’s anger when she had thought about Keron at the altar.  If he knew that my love for Keron was Zel’s doing, would he be more forgiving about it? #Thurstale

December 5

“You exist to serve me,” she heard herself whisper, and wondered where that idea had come from.  She felt his smile in the shift of his face and in his words.

“As you wish, Shahbanu” #WIPitWed

***

She stood up in the water, noticing the man of god did not look away from her naked flesh. In fact, his dark eyes traveled over her form. “Genius loci,” Julia said, knowing that she was naming him for what he truly was. “No priest, although you faked it well at first.” #WordWhim

***

She found herself standing w/in the rainbow. The colors warmed her skin & cast their light over both of them. He was standing, ironically she thought, in the green section. It gave his features an eerie cast, causing her to recall the scary stories about the fair folk #wackywed

***

Finally Keron asked a question that surprised her. “Soshay, are you happy here?”

She looked at him quizzically.  “That’s not a question about the temples.”

Keron spared her a small smile, “No, but it’s an important question nevertheless.”

She shrugged, “I don’t really know #WFWed

December 4

She wore a braided lock of her first husband’s hair as a ring. Her second husband’s heart was in a chest on her mantle. She looked at her third husband wondering what memento of him she’d keep. #vss365

***

She paused at the mirror giving a sly smile to the tattoo on her left shoulder. The small stick-figure devil w/ horns and a forked tail was paired w/ a stick figure angel on her right shoulder. “Sorry, buddy” she whispered to the devil, “tonight I was a good girl,”#Twisted2sDay

***

We clambered out of the creek into your fairy circle. I wondered when you found the time to carve the circle into the sun baked earth. I was mad that you hadn’t showed it to me first because I was the only one who understood the game, except for you. #BookishTues

***

He smiled at her & took the gift certificate. He led her toward the table, and gestured for her to sit. “Is this your first time?”

Caroline found herself gazing at his full lips. “Um, no. Ah, yes. Yes, this is my first tarot reading.” #HODHeartbeats

***

“Tonight, the team & I will be staying in what’s been called the most haunted house in America” she continued the spiel, ending by feigning a look of fear. “The team will see what happens when we stay the night.” She refrained from rolling her eyes until the camera cut.#Btr2sDay

***

Soshay no longer trusted the Temple of Twilight to heed her words.  She was certain that Keron would find many of her prophecies altered by Tenoch or Neldo.  And Mitlan had proved to be just as bad as Tenoch.  He listened, but only so long as my words pleased him. #Tuestropes

***

They walked outside together, & the night air has turned cold and damp. Maggie wrapped her arms around herself. “Maggie,” Georgie turned and looked at her, “I’d really like to kiss you, if that’s ok.”

Maggie bit her lip and nodded #writingromancelines

December 3

In deference to the edicts against magic, the altar room was only lit with real torches.  They cast flickering shadows that made the room seem more mysterious, more magical than in her vision.  The ceiling soared above her, disappearing into impenetrable darkness. #vss365

***

“It’s about power. You have it, other Preternaturals want it.” She paused and chewed on her lip, “All the local Preters knew Dee or knew about her, & all of them were terrified of her. They left you alone because of her. Now that she’s, she’s gone” Her words trailed off. #moodmon

***

She dropped to her knees on the stone floor and waited.  She felt her emotions at war.  She served her goddess in this act, and that thought filled her with glory.  She felt the wetness between her thighs, a religious ecstasy. #plugyourself

***

Growing up, her parents insisted that she’d need to kiss a lot of frogs to find her prince. She wasn’t interested in princes, not then or now, but she was interested in frogs. Now she’s a herpetologist, spending her time studying frogs, not kissing them. #ProjectfairyTale

***

As I was locking up, the breeze flowing thru the screen was irresistible. The yard was dark, & I could see mist rolling in. I opened the door & stepped outside. The concrete steps radiated the day’s heat into my bare feet. The mist in the air coiled around me, cool & damp#musemon

***

Maggie watched her go, feeling both languid & excited. She looked around the room for the first time, & wasn’t surprised to see it was elegantly decorated in muted earth tones. She was glad to snuggle under the blanket as the room held a chill. #lovelines

***

Mitlan, she noticed, wore fresh skull paint and what she guessed was his more ornate ritual clothing.  His hair was still damp, so she guessed that he had come directly from preparing for the ritual tonight.

#monsense

December 2

Maggie watched the way his body moved, the stretch and pull of his muscles. This was a dream she was going to enjoy. He reached her, kneeling before her and she could feel his breathe on her thighs. #salacioussun

***

Finally the vision faded & Soshay fell silent, only to hear the room erupt into noise as all the priests began to speak at once.

“Silence!” Mitlan called, and the room became quiet. #SinisterSunday

***

The creature was not interested in her orgasms, & continued seeking its own pleasure. Her thighs were soaked with her own lust & the creature’s aphrodisiac compound, making her beg for more. #seducemesunday

***

He saw blood & fire, something greater than war. He saw the symbols of the High Priest, the black jaguar skin and the mantle of his rank hidden in mist. Then he saw Soshay. He saw her in the clothing of a full priestess and she broke the spear of the Unnamed One.#SunScribbles

***

Her apartment, in a converted Victorian house, was less than a half mile from the bus stop. Inside, she found a package leaning against her door. A quick glance at it revealed it was for her neighbor 4B. The old Victorian was divided into 4 units, two units down stairs #SunWIP

December 1

Persephone’s smiles winter, she sighs chilling winds, for her love is darkness. #storyin12

***

Tenoch wanted Soshay dead, but was it Tez’s will that Tenoch should die in her place, or was this Mitlan’s will?  Keron forced himself to nod in agreement, even though he did not agree.

#vss365

***

When humans left their solar system, they lost every 3rd ship. Some hoped to find lost colonies, like Roanoke in space – a croatoan solar system. None expected to find a ship converted like it’s colonists into something that survives w/out a planet. #SciFanSat

***

Tabitha stared at the hulking silhouette of the church. The candles flickering in the windows hinting that someone must be inside, & as her car wasn’t going to start, she rushed to the door, only seconds before the rain.

“Hello?” she called into the empty nave #WomenWrite

***

She imagined Djet, bending her over the sarcophagus, tearing her shorts away.  She pretended her fingers were his cock.  The cock he’d slam into her, using her for his pleasure. Her real moans echoed through the chamber, until he rose #Satsplat