№ 21 in the 💯Story Challenge — “No one can hold you accountable now. So, you can tell me the truth. Did you kill him?" The old woman's skin blushed slightly in response to the question. "I won't tell anyone if you did," the young woman encouraged. The old woman considered, blinking slowly, but opted for a…

№ 19 in the 💯Story Challenge — “Now you really are my lucky seven.” Brow furrowed, stealing my tenuous after-glow, “I thought you said I was your first?” He offered a backpedaling smile that implicated him and dismissed me. “Oh come on, you knew that wasn’t true.” I had. And in that moment, I dismissed myself, too…

№ 18 in the 💯Story Challenge — Before I opened my eyes, I already knew something was wrong. The smell was off. A black, heavy feeling, like a bowling ball on my stomach, held me to the bed. The wrong man snored quietly next to me. My ex’s best friend. It all rushed back. The beer. The…

№ 18 in the 💯Story Challenge — Even with all the photos surrounding her…the albums…boxes of loose Polaroids…she still couldn’t seem to keep track of his face. She was losing him. The details. The feel of his 5 o’clock shadow against her face when he kissed her hello. The smell of his cologne wafting behind him. His…

№ 16 in the 💯Story Challenge — “You want this, don’t you?” Reaching into her cleavage, she pulled out a hint of wire. Winking, she continued, “Touch me, Mr. President. I don’t mind.” They’re trying to trap you. A warning in blue ink on a napkin next to her half-empty Manhattan. “I’m a married man.” “When has…

№ 16 in the 💯Story Challenge — “Do not mistake any of this for kindness, my dear.” He hands her a glass. “I simply want to be the one who breaks you.” Night after night, she looks up at him, takes his offering, and prays for escape. Her wide eyes mist, bare skin trembling. Naked, on her…

I need to teach this boy some manners — (CW: Consensual Non-Consent) Part 1: Brigit Delaney Greg looked at his watch, glanced at the roses on the seat next to him, and smiled. He’d been working a homicide investigation all week and thought the flowers might be a nice surprise for Stella when she got home from work later that evening. …