Thanks to Michelle for the prompt!
With the sounds of the pub fading into the night she pinned him to the wall biting his lip. She tasted of whisky and cigarettes,
“Is your mind mine?” she asked.
“God yes” he stammered, her hands under his shirt, nails digging into him.
“Your soul?”
“Yes!” he answered, her hips writhing against him.
“And your heart?”
“Take it” he said breathless. His wife wouldn’t know. “Just suck m…”
Fingers suddenly transformed to talons she reached inside his chest and pulled out his still beating heart.
“Men” she hissed taking a bite as he slumped lifeless at her feet. “Quite deliciousssssss.”
Photo courtesy of lightstargod @ pixabay
Where do you come up with such macabre tales like this? Excellent!
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My head seems full of them . didnt realise until i tried writing them.
Maybe they’re the ying to limerick yang
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My kind of plot twist. 😀 Nice.
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I really like these posts. It’s like you’re the Rod Serling of WordPress.
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Very kind praise indeed ! I’ve a few more to come lets hope i can keep it up 🙂
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Now that’s a twist! Lol… Love it! 😉
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Only seems right your prompts get the twisty treatment
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You know me well… Lol… 😉
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And another one bites the dust.
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Damn! You’re… how shall I put this… cruel and amazing! This was quite perfect.
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Right? LOL
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Lol
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Deserved it i reckon
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Thanks Mel 🙂 im enjoying them lotsly
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Thanks a million for the link and such kind words …u rule !
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