All posts by: Olivia Quinn

1 year ago

A Pose About to Rock

From behind the black velvet curtain, Camille’s heart hammered along with the thumping bass in the darkened stadium. Her fellow ...

1 year ago

Golden Ember

As Ember Sparks exited the tunnel into the darkened arena, dozens of strobe lights and spotlights illuminated her and the other 99 ...

1 year ago

Petra Eterna

Doubt finally creeps in as I stand naked on the marble pedestal at the front of the university lecture hall, my dress and other ...

1 year ago

Slick Symphony

My oiled body glistens as I enter stage right and stroll naked past the seated musicians in their formal attire. Shocked gasps from ...

1 year ago

Tribute to Medusa

The villagers cower, but the naked man on the stone pedestal stands defiant in the moonlight. Bravery is rare among tributes and thus ...

1 year ago

Medusa Protocol

The early morning gloom of winter matches my mood as I enter the office. The glass door reflects unkempt brown hair and a week’s ...

1 year ago

Garden of Stone

The arrow pins me to the door by my cloak. I try to remove it, but a second arrow pins my other shoulder. These are soon followed by ...

1 year ago

Six Weeks to Eternity

Though she knew in advance what to expect, nothing could prepare Helena for actually seeing them in the flesh. “So, what do you ...

1 year ago

An Irresistible Curse

Derek shuddered as he examined the metal plate sitting on the hardwood floor. It was solid copper and two feet in diameter—large ...

1 year ago

Immortality Awaits

The line of hopefuls is moving faster than expected. Alkem’s reputation as an efficient operation is well-deserved. Winding like a ...

1 year ago

Paige Against the Machine

I raise my hand against my better judgment and a well-honed sense of self-preservation. The team turns and looks at me ...

1 year ago

Hiding in Plain Sight

I take one look at the space between the mannequins and frown. “No way,” I say, shaking my head. “C’mon, Shae,” ...

1 year ago

Stone Sacrifice

The drums continue their rhythmic beat as I savor the final minutes of my mortal life. Standing at the edge of the natural pool, I ...

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