Couldn’t see flaws in the diamond on her finger
And he looked hard as he held her hand
Reality sometimes was hard to pencil into a narrative that worked for him
But he usually found a way to turn the coal in his stocking into something way more valuable
On this occasion, he turned his smile up to eleven to see if that would strike a shattering blow
Nothing could deviate her attention from her fiancé. The boy, on the other hand…
Currents in the air made the hairs on her arms stand. She looked up at the figure she knelt in front of
He placed his hands on her head and she felt an electric jolt.
Arise and know that you are now in my service, he said.
Reaching for her sword, he pulled it out of its sheath and sliced open his palm, spilling his blood.
Giving the bloodied blade to her, he finished, “Now go forth and avenge me and my family.”
Everything went white and when the light faded, the woman found herself in the graveyard, alone.
Monastery life was not for him.
Orders were like frats in his book, and he had had enough of them in college.
Now instead of hazing, there were vows of silence and all these prayer times.
Knowing he would get three square meals a day made it all worthwhile, though.
So he signed on the dotted line. Wait till they found out he was an atheist.
Beating a dead horse became his specialty.
Railing against the machine his mission in life.
All he lived for was to troll as many people as he could on Twitter.
So it was surprising when he found a woman who would put up with his shenanigans.
Her secret? She bought his mama’s house and locked him inside the basement.
Double her melody, but a third higher they said
Under normal circumstances that would have been a cakewalk
Except she found out the person she was singing with was Mariah Carey
That meant either she needed to find another octave in range or have a car hit her so she could get out of it
Flickering lights were the first things he noticed as he awoke, dazed, confused, and hung over
Laying on the asphalt, he tried to roll off his back but found he couldn’t
As if he was stuck there by the hand of God, all he could see were
Strobing lights pulsating across the cloud-infested night sky
He began to cry when he heard his brother say, “Told you superglue would work.”
How many souls could she steal before the moon reached full?
Each one a jewel in her crown as a master thief
It was why she found herself in this pub drinking a warm beer
So many people here she could work her trade upon
The only problem they all had already had their souls stolen by their job, sport, or vice
Bashful with a dash of humility was his favorite drink
Leaving him sated every time he partook of that sweet nectar
Under the moonless sky, he would go out for a pint or two
Fortune smiled when he found a sweet young insecure thing looking for tall, pale, and handsome
Finding a dark spot to sip her vitality, he never saw the wooden stake till it was too late
The situation was very sticky that she found herself in
All the good intentions in the world were not going to help her now
Pushing the button, the last of her coins activated the slot machine
Everyone watched the miracle on the old grainy video when they pulled the …
Feet drifted along the hardwood
Looking for the beat desperately since he felt his life depended on it
Of course, they could not find it and so he dreaded what would happen next
Ordinarily he would have abandoned ship and found a wall to prop up, but…
Rachel kept smiling at him as she tried to follow his lead, and that was all that counted
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