THAT SIK LUV

《 "You're a woman without a voice, Briony," he whispers against my lips. "Let me be the throat through which you scream." 》 Briony Strait Sex, masturbation, erotic thoughts. I was taught these things were shameful. Sinful. Vile. Girls like me aren't promiscuous. We look down on those who are. We're proper. Pure. Innoc...

Carried Through Grief

In this Western short story, a hardened bounty hunter who has led a violent and traumatic life questions his motives and himself for the first time. A simple bounty he was sent to kill sends him back to events in his past that he never wanted to experience again.