Short story writer. Fantasy, sci-fi, transgressive. I lack a filter but try to make stuff fun.
When you have less than a day to live, moments become precious. The idiot blocking my way into Grub’s Bar and Bistro had already wasted one of my precious moments. I would not let him waste any more. Suffering from some poison or another. He collapsed when I smashed him in the face.
By Davi Mai2 years ago in Filthy
“Coco the freak,” his fellow performers called him. “Clowns aren’t funny anymore, they’re just weird,” they said. “Look at him, they way he pervs at us trapeze artists. He’s a freak.”
By Davi Mai2 years ago in Poets
I have grown bored with Hephaestus and his monotonous humping. Just because he is the god of all blacksmiths and I am his wife, that doesn’t make me his anvil, to bang away on every night, with that pathetic little hammer of his. The Goddess of Love and Lust should be treated with a little more sophistication. If I can’t find what I need on Mount Olympus, I will pay the humans a visit.
Sulon and Zeeba make it to the slave auction, but have a had time returning their slave, given that he's now damaged goods.
By Davi Mai2 years ago in Chapters
The young boy of no more than nine lay with his face in the wet sand. Breaking waves churned over his skinny white legs. The water swept around his shoulders and sizzled past his ears as it drained away. He opened his eyes and pushed himself up, but not before a bigger wave broke and almost knocked him over again. Brushing wet sand off his soaked shorts and tee shirt he squinted through his blonde fringe into the sun, down the beach. Not a soul in sight, at least not as far as the glaring sun would allow him to see. And nobody in the other direction either.
By Davi Mai2 years ago in Fiction
Olga attends a birth, and also tries her hand a little hairdressing, or should that be pruning? You may wish to start at the beginning, by clicking on the link below :-)
A respiratory disease strikes the rear colony, as if they didn't have enough to worry about. Thief and Emily are on mask making duty...
Now that she's close enough to the inner system, Lana catches up on all the news... You might want to start at the beginning :-) Here's chapter One...
Olga makes a surprise discovery underneath the floorboards of her cottage. It might be her salvation, or... You may wish to start at the beginning, by clicking on the link below :-)
A small Kingdom somewhere in medieval Europe, oppressed under the reign of corrupt King “George the Grunter”. Crash! Bang! Wallop!
Bring forth the fornicator!” The priest’s booming voice echoed around the town square; shushing all chatter. Excitement grew amongst the townsfolk, jostling for the best positions. The priest stood to the side of the raised platform, so as not to block the crowd’s view of the stocks.
Meet Lana, our loan space freighter captain, just don't be offended if she doesn't want to shake hands. You may wish to read chapter one first by clicking the link below
