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Monday, September 30, 2013
A Menu of Death

A collection of stories centered around vengeance, obsession, cravings, and life.

Pick one item of the Menu or devour the entire buffet
Make sure you don't bite off more than you can chew
Read, but not with greed for
Death awaits, ready to come and collect its due



These eight short stories revolve around obsession, revenge, craving, love, and Death.
Whether it be a woman in need of rescue, a man who hungers for his wife, a demon lost, or wishes come true, all characters want something. Badly.
But ... You can't always get what you want, but you might just get what you need.


  Hunger teaser

A whiff of life entered his nose. A female human. He whipped around. Even before he faced the girl his disguise rippled into place.
Smiling, he asked her, “What are you doing in this alley? Don’t you know how dangerous these streets can be after dark?”
Her big, brown eyes stared at him. She blinked. Once, twice, then her mouth opened. He could see the thought to scream take form in her mind. Shit, I forgot about my eyes again. Fast as lightning her pinned her to the wall and latched onto her lips with his razor-teeth-filled mouth. To anyone passing by they looked like a couple making out.
One of his teeth nicked her lip. The drop of blood on his tongue diffused across his taste buds, sending its rich, coppery scent up his brain and through his body. He shuddered and sucked on her lip, drawing more. Engrossed in the exhilarating rush this experience gave him, he bit down and swallowed her bottom lip. The taste and smell sent his senses into overload, making him lose control over the disguise which hid his true being. The pink skin covering his scaled, black exoskeleton tore away as he grew. When it didn’t fall away fast enough he clawed at it, tearing the vestiges of the false reality. All the while he sucked the unlucky girl into himself. When nothing more than a few blood stains remained of her, his forked tongue snaked from between his serrated teeth, tasting the air. He shook his massive head and roared, a sound so low no human ear could hear it, but the air vibrated and dust danced on its waves.


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About the author


Lucy Pireel is a writer who doesn't let herself be restricted to any one genre. She loves to write in whatever direction her current story leads her.
When she's not writing, or reading, she is practicing or teaching yoga, her other passion. Or she could be on a long hike somewhere in the beautiful British nature.
Being an author it is almost a given she has a great love for chocolate and coffee to live on while writing, but she doesn't shy away from trying to prepare intricate dishes, for cooking is another thing she enjoys.

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1 comments:

Lucy Pireel said...

Thank you Leanne, despite being sick you are still capable of posting a great post on my new release!
xoxo