Tag Archives: Marge Simon

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge!  They Live in Darkness by Marge Simon  They live in darkness and they wait, often coming forth when everything is silent. Sometimes they arrive in turbulent storms like the one coming now, in high … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge!  Full Moon in Mater’s Shed by Marge Simon  Mater has me cloistered in her potting shed. I’ve screamed until my throat is raw, but no one comes. Christ, she’s a bitch supreme. Tis true, … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge!  Vampires R Us by Marge Simon  I see you out there! Welcome to Vampires R Us and do come in! We spin no illusions here, sit down and make yourself comfy. But make note, … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge!  The Dark Lord’s Bride by Marge Simon  Daughter of the earth, she chose springtime, formed her gown from dogwood ivory blooms, with shining pearls of honeysuckle dew, bound her loamshade tresses with breath of … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge!  Settling on Mars by Marge Simon  I don’t mind the cold so much, but he does. I can’t get him out of bed, just to walk around. This isn’t good for your muscles, I … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge!  Fresh Air by Marge Simon  Queen Morda was a vile woman who practiced bathing only in blood. Her rancid odor was overpowering. Her courtesans finally convinced her to do something about it.  On a … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge!  The Massacre by Marge Simon  After the slaughter of women and children, the screaming horses, the gibbering of the maimed dies down, he’s drunk on weary and numb, but he sees her among the … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge!  Captive Audience by Marge Simon  When she appeared, it was a surprise. Nobody expected her to return. No one wanted her to stay. But there she lay in the graveyard soil, a hideous insect … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge!  A Kitten’s Tale by Marge Simon  When I was new I was one of a litter under a trailer. . It was dark and cozy there, mother’s tits full to drink from, her tongue … Continue reading →

The Ladies of HorrorPicture-Prompt Writing Challenge!  He Rises by Marge Simon  At the edge of the Event Horizon just ahead of dawn’s fingers, he rises; there is blood on his tongue. . A star’s white shadow spills across his sidereal … Continue reading →