Kou Delika

I woke up from a rather ridiculous dream of all my co-workers turning into giant flesh orbs and breaking out into dance. Though honestly, that would be an improvement. I got ready for work and went to sit on my overly stuffed sofa. Ginger stared at me with adoration, as she watched me eat a breakfast of far too-sugary cereal. Checking the time, I saw I would be running late if I didn’t hurry up, but I found myself not caring. I looked around my cramped living room, the small ground-f

I scrunched my eyes closed from the intense heat. Fire crackled all around me. It was so orange and so bright, that I was sure I’d never see any other colour ever again. Even through my closed lids, I could see its overwhelming brightness. My lungs ached from the thick sooty air, it was as if giant fists were crushing them. I heard coughing and I opened my eyes again to try to see where it was coming from. The smoke was making it harder and harder to breathe. I never knew smoke could

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One night as a strange blue moon hangs in the sky, Ghil finds a horrifically malformed creature with feathery deep blue wings. The creature barely looks like it should be alive, but he takes it home anyway, hoping that somehow he can help the poor creature. Even more horrifying than its appearance, it begins to grow, until, rather too quickly it develops into a fully grown man. A strikingly beautiful man who insists he’s an angel and who Ghil finds oddly familiar. Before Ghil can begin to understand his nostalgic feelings for the man, a demon comes to hunt him down, sending Ghil on a journey he could never have imagined.

Printouts. Every single time, I somehow managed to send the printouts to the top floor office even though we hadn’t used it for almost a year. The room was rather barren, with only a few tables and chairs pushed against one wall and a far too large printer that was sat in the middle of the room. They’d even taken down the blinds, the cold night sky clearly visible since I hadn’t bothered to turn on the headache-inducing overhead fluorescents. The streetlights were the only thing that

We didn’t share first class, but Grayson walked me there anyway. I felt rather pathetic having a chaperone, but I wasn’t proud enough to deny his presence when I knew it would make me feel a whole lot better. He wasn’t able to meet me between every class, but I didn’t feel the stalkers eyes on me again for the rest of the day. Neither did I see the wavy-haired man in any of my lessons. Grayson had gym for his last class and would be late out, so I went to the library to wait for him there.

Corey has been feeling like he's been being watched for weeks now. He finally tells a friend Grayson, only for Grayson to become good friends with a very suspicious new guy.

The icy grass crunched under my feet, making my stomach do flips. The reason as to why was beyond me. Maybe it was due to how horror movies always put so much emphasis on silencing one's footsteps. But such efforts were clearly pointless if the stalker already had their eyes on you. Once again, I scanned the dark field, the lampposts barely doing their job to light up the entire area. There were three possibilities. Either my stalker was hiding just on the edge of where the lig