Romeo and Juliet – Cancun style.

photo by Ronaldo Santos via Unsplash
Oh Pedro my spider man, at last we are alone.
Si, me amor, let us elope my darling Rosita, while we are young.
The door! Quick, the cup, Pedrito. My father is home.
Romeo and Juliet – Cancun style.
photo by Ronaldo Santos via Unsplash
Oh Pedro my spider man, at last we are alone.
Si, me amor, let us elope my darling Rosita, while we are young.
The door! Quick, the cup, Pedrito. My father is home.
Posted in Blog, Flash Fiction, Three Line Tales, Uncategorized
Tagged 3LineTales, Flash Fiction, Humour, Poetry, Relationships, Romantic, Short Stories, Spanish, Spiderman, Writing
Photo by Victor and Sarah Potter
Ommetaphobia
The Professor was irritated since his metamorphosis was taking longer than expected. Although, this was no consolation to the Parkers who were transfixed in fear by his hypnotic stare. Their home was a breeding ground for his venomous arthropods.
Not long now, the Professor reassured himself and spun another silky yarn from the light shade.
The consumption of human flesh excited him, and such terrified eyes. He would suck them first, then wrap the bodies in cocoons, as he had already done with the boy. He would have to act before the trance wore off. Oh, to be human again.
Posted in Flash Fiction, Friday Fictioneers, Uncategorized
Tagged Arachnophobia, Flash Fiction, Horror, Humour, romance, Short Stories, Spiderman, Writing
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