Tag Archives: Nina D’Arcangela

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Introspective by Nina D’Arcangela I sit here alone, thoroughly abandoned, and deserving so. Awash in paralytic dread, I mourn what I have not yet lost, but know will soon be stolen from me. I … Continue reading →

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Eight Minutes Of by Nina D’Arcangela Eight minutes of… the gala was in full swing. Women adorned in their finest gowns, men in their spats and tails. All twirled the dance floor with inebriated glee. … Continue reading →

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! A Seeing Night by Nina D’Arcangela Sitting before a low table on a pile of cushions, she prepares herself in the company of her four-footed companions. The atmosphere is one of calm anticipation. This … Continue reading →

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Forgotten by Nina D’Arcangela Hell has laid claim to places on this earth, places that are lost, forgotten, for all intents and purposes, no longer exist. I woke in such a place. For days … Continue reading →

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Open Wide by Nina D’Arcangela Flash! The light strobes, flaring at me. Flash! The heat from the bulb dries the sweat on my face. Flash! My eyes slam shut; they open to rivulets of … Continue reading →

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Brew by Nina D’Arcangela The sizzle surrendering to silence, the flare diminishing to nothing more than a ghost upon his eyes, Darius wondered at the concoction brewing this Witch’s eve. An elixir he was … Continue reading →

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Hush by Nina D’Arcangela Been so many years, I don’t even remember the sun no more. I hear ‘em muttering, let ‘em talk. I’ll die in this box no doubt. I even heard they … Continue reading →

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Day Dreaming by Nina D’Arcangela ‘Sit in the chair…’, ‘Gimme a hug…’, ‘Drink tea with me, beary-bear!’ God, I am so sick of this shit. This friggin’ kid is a pain in my ass. … Continue reading →

The Ladies of Horror Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge! Crapace by Nina D’Arcangela The hunger overwhelms. Captured in this carapace, I cannot roam, explore, hunt; it is a death without the privilege of dying to be enslaved deep in the croan’s woods. I … Continue reading →