Little Mistress.
It was not as if Mary was contrary, like the infamous children’s rhyme proclaimed. It was just…a rather inconvenient time to be telling her ugly information…
Eve
14 stories written on Ficly, 2011, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
Outrageous Commands and Contrasting Demands.
“Oh, this is really quite dull,” declared the bored Queen. “Just bash in his skull. I don’t want him seen.” With a start and a hop, the nearest poor fop Ran…
Torn.
An avalanche of snow could not bury her any deeper. Indeed, the dress seemed far too luxurious, the jewelry too magnificent - too genuine. Nothing around her…
Vestige of a Kiss...
Small things - such as the unwashed dishes on the counter, or the dirty undergarments thrown on her side of the bed - irritated him. He would look around the…
Dirty Old Man?
He whistled in appreciation as he piled up his groceries. “I’ll bet you’ve got all the boys after you.” Stacy granted the old man a pained smile; her hands…
Missed Opportunity.
“You’ve gotten married.” He stated with a slight gasp, as if he couldn’t believe he was too late. “Yes,” said she, simply; she glanced fondly at her ring. “I…
Veracity?
“A girl got raped today,” I said forcefully, slamming down my glass of milk as though it were poison. “That’s what happened.” He grimaced, though in genuine…
A Conversation between Cousins.
“He said he wasn’t gay, so he isn’t. End of story. I don’t see how it matters to you.” “It matters because it’s stupid and unnatural. People being attracted to…
World is Collapsing.
Her wandering arms faltered, and she concentrated on reaching air first, before attempting to stand in the now chest-deep slime. Her diary must have fallen in…
Hair.
As Cecil ran his nails through her hair, Mary couldn’t help but realize that she wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. Even if a bug crawled up her ear and ate…
Pulse, Faintly.
At a glance, love seems so fair, A chivalrous king and passionate stare. Awaiting reality is like drowning – There’s no hunger. And no happiness. Existence is…
Misandry
You spy on me one day, as I sit in the window, Feverishly scribbling down my woes on simple Student paper, akin to a sorry two-year-old bawling Over spilled…
Fire-lit Fight
A kiss fell upon a pearly white shoulder, while a feminine hand snaked around a lithe torso. “Haven’t you forgotten about her yet? Don’t you realize I adore…