He sits me on his lap. He clutches my neck.
His fingers strum my ribs.
My body shivers and sings, spurred into life by his sorrow.
I tell myself I’m his instrument… bought, kept… the sounds that I make—of pleasure and pain—fine-tuned to his every mood.
He tugs at my damaged strings and inside my hollow chest, my stifled screams echo for as long as we’ve been together.
His hands tighten around my throat while he convulses in sadistic satisfaction.
Sometimes, I dream of black body bags… of finding reprieve when he zips the world away from me.
I’m late! Sooo late. But I have a legit reason for that. I’ve just released an eBook! yep. 100 Nightmares is now live at Amazon.com, Lulu.com and Smashwords. I created a blog post yesterday, right here A reblog of that post would be wonderful 🙂
Thank you so much to those who supported me from the very start of this project. If you like horror/ my writing, it would be awesome if you could grab a copy and leave a review. 🙂 A fair warning though, most of the stories in the book are way darker than the ones I usually write for FF. (less than 20% of the stories there were from FF– the rest, all new) 🙂
Thanks again! xo K.Z. ❤