The Twisted Roads To My Madness
“It’s not fucking rocket science Timmy, you either play ball, or we find someone else who’ll do the job. This fucker needs to be found and put in the ground. So either you’re in, or out, which one is it?” “It’s not as simple..” He doesn’t get to finish what he’s saying as something sharp […]
It’s Friday, so, I thought I’d share ten blogs that, if you’re not already following, you should, or not. But, at least take a look at them before you decide that one. No two blogs are the same, they’re all a little different, but, they’re all interesting. SO WELCOME TO, READ SOMEONE NEW FOR FRIDAY […]
“Sorry little brother, but business, is business,” he says as he pulls the trigger, the blast echoes around Timmy’s head for what seems like an eternity, and he falls to his knees, blood quickly forming a thick, sticky puddle beneath him, as that smiling mother fucker looks down at him. You can read the […]
“Don’t kid around Jason it’s not funny, what if something really happened to Sammy, what would you do then?” “Well I wouldn’t feel like it was my fault if that’s what you’re saying,” he quickly replies. “I’m not saying it’d feel like your fault, I’m just saying, how would you feel if something happened to […]
“Now just relax, this, is a safe room, and I’m not going to make you do anything you don’t want to do,” he says as he settles in a seat across from her, she sits there, staring at him, through wild eyes. “I said I don’t want to,” she says, gripping the side of the […]
“I’m sorry my ladyship, but, he won’t eat, he flat our refuses to touch any of the food, not until you see him,” the large man says, she places a hand on his arm. “It’s okay, I should’ve been here earlier. I feel terrible, please, leave us, I will convince him to eat,” she says. […]
“It’s not about the money,” he says as he looks into the man’s eyes. “Bullshit, it’s always about money, everything is!” The big brute says as he pulls the hammer back and drives it down onto his hand, shattering two of his fingers. He clenches his teeth, refusing to give his tormentor satisfaction. He drives […]
“Is this really all you have to say for yourself? Is this all that’s left between us?” She asks. “Fuck you! You lock me up in this prison, yet you expect me to love you, what a fool you are, and how I’ll love taking your head from your shoulders!” You can read the […]
**This takes place after chapter one of The Roundhead and before chapter two** “I’m telling you it’s true, Stevie, who used to bunk with Sammy and Spade, he shared it, and they scrapped his remains off the wall of the library. I KID YOU NOT!” he says as he takes a hit from the bong. […]
I snap the fucker’s finger, and pull the meaty, stubbly thing right off his hand and toss it onto the floor with the rest of them, he doesn’t scream anymore, the fuckers all out of screams now, but it doesn’t take away my enjoyment. He told me a heap of shit, more than I cared […]
“Please, please, let me go!” She screams as the old woman comes towards her, she slowly runs her hands through her hair and smiles, before taking a big handful of hair and pulling the girls head to the side, running the blade of a knife along the side of her face. “Ain’t no letting go […]
Yes, I’ve tried my hand again, almost too late for this weeks challenge, but, I think I may have just scrapped in. The theme was painful silence, you can visit Jane’s page HERE to take part, or look at all the other versions that happened. But, below you can read mine. I close my eyes, […]
“Ain’t no letting go of ya girl, ya here ta stay now, been hunting ya for ta long, ta just let ya go,” the old woman says as she digs the knife into the girls forehead, and slowly begins slicing it across her face, the girl screams out in agony. You can read the […]
The bolt rips through his chest and pins him to the ground, he twitches and screams in agony as she places a boot on his throat and pushes the heel deep in, he lets out a raspy, desperate breath as she laughs. “Look at you, the saviour of mankind, struggling under the foot of a […]
“Here,” he says holding out a fifty dollar note towards him, the mans eyes light up. He leans forward, confusion, excitement and fear all run across his face in matter of seconds, he nervously reaches out a hand. His eyes dart from the note, to the strangers face, and then, back to the crisp fifty dollar […]
“I’m sorry, I suck at this,” he says as he pulls his trousers up and quickly sits back down, she smiles and jumps on his lap, giving him a kiss on the nose. “You’re silly, have I told you that today?” “Once or twice,” he replies as his cheeks go red. “Well, make it three […]
“I don’t know how I can thank you, everything you’ve done today will not be forgotten,” he says, looking up at him, tears running down his cheeks. “I’m not being generous here sport, this is what you’d call, a building experience for everyone,” he says with a uncomfortable, wry smile. You can read the expanded […]
“It starts like all things, with a spark, one that grows, and grows, until finally it consumes everything, becoming more than just a part of you, it is you, and, you can’t hold back, you don’t want to. You thrive, you survive, and that, my dear friend, is my answer.” “But it doesn’t really answer […]
I wanted to make this worthy of sharing, I wanted to find for you some of the great people I follow, and share them with you, as well as sharing with you something about me, by the time I worked on my list I had been favoured with the award from another blogger, so, I […]
“It starts like all things, with a spark, one that grows, and grows, until finally it consumes everything, becoming more than just a part of you, it is you, and, you can’t hold back, you don’t want to, you thrive, you survive, and that, my dear friend, is my answer.” You can read the […]
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The Twisted Roads To My Madness 