
The Voice From the RadioI hate having to wash the dishes. But if I want to have pork chops for supper tonight, I’m gonna have to wash the dishes. My only cutting knife lies within a tangle of chocolatey spoons and the hilt has a strange gray skin-flap looking thing on it and there’s no way in hell I’m just washing the knife off to use it. Plus something in the proximity of my sink smells rotten and I hope to God it isn’t my knife.The Voice From the Radio3 hours ago in Short Stories
The water comes out in a slow trickle like it always does when the neighbors are using the water. If this was happening to my shower, I’d just take a shower later. But with my pork chops in the oven and 21 mi

Risen, FAFD Book 2 Chapter 2Aris awoke early the next day. She frowns at the sunlight streaming in from a cracked window. Sunlight, the rise of God. She sighs.Risen, FAFD Book 2 Chapter 210 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“What’s wrong sweet cheeks? Hate sunlight? You a vamp or something? Or is it that whole
“God is rising” crap angels praise and sing about?”
“We didn’t sing about it.”
“Pah-thet-ic. Forget it him kid.”
“I can’t…”
“Let me guess, he was like a second father to you when you died at an early age.”
“No…”
“Spill the beans.”
“What?”
“Modern human expressionism 101. Sp

DM-ProloguePrologueDM-Prologue17 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Aboard the Leviathan
“The Ark is still in pursuit!”
“That’s it we’re going down!”
“No! If we crash they WILL follow!”
“General on deck!”
Beelzebub and Asmodeus stood at attention, leaving the lower ranking Divine to steer their crippled vessel as General Lucifer Morningstar limped through the doorway, his lover Lilith supporting him. The usurper was pale and shaking, his pitch black wings dragging helplessly behind him, their bones shattered.
“Why did we pull out of lightspeed Colonels?” he asked in a breathy voice.
“Sir!” Beelzebub replied,