Dragon’s Blood

Dragon

Hello Horror Fans! I hope you’ll all forgive me for posting this a day late, but yesterday I got engaged! I was too happy and excited to write anything last night. And I won’t bore you with the details of the proposal, but I will say that it involved candlelight, a Katana, and three beautiful dragons. So, it was absolutely perfect.

Thank you for reading!

With Screams and Axes,

Mae

SOMETHING YOU CAN’T FORGET

As Melissa shook the demon’s hand she felt a sharp sting on her palm. She pulled her hand away to find that she was bleeding. Two drops of blood rolled down her fingers. Max held up a thick pin touched with her blood, and dragged it across his tongue, tasting.

“No going back now,” he said, and snapped his fingers.

Melissa blinked her eyes and found herself back in the chocolate shop, alone. She looked at the clock. It was 9 p.m. Closing time. Melissa touched her hands to her face and her neck, almost as though she was assuring herself that she was still real. She felt disoriented and confused, like waking up on the ground with no recollection of fainting. She wondered for a moment if she had just experienced some kind of vivid hallucination, or if she had fallen asleep somehow. She looked at her palm and saw the small mark on her palm from the pin prick, the deal she made with Max. It was real. She finished closing up the chocolate store, and locked the glass doors behind her.

As she walked down the empty hallway of the mall towards the parking lot, her steps echoed against the tiled walls and the faint ambient music always playing. As she walked she began to feel a change. Something inside her stirred. Her steps became more confident, more sure. When she got to the row of doors leading outside, she flung one open and let herself out into the warm summer evening. It was dark now, and she could see a haze illuminated by the lights of the parking lot. A balmy breeze washed over her and played with the curls of her hair. It was a beautiful night. Melissa decided she wasn’t going to spend it alone, and took her phone out of her purse, dialing his number quickly and without hesitation.

Summer Nights

SummerNights

Hello Horror Friends!

I hope everyone is enjoying their Sunday. I had a lovely weekend spending time with friends, napping, and taking walks with my dog. Summer isn’t my favorite season, as it becomes harder to keep my pale moon complexion, and my hair tends to blonde in too much sun, but I enjoy summer evenings more than anything. Once that pesky sun has gone down and it’s a little bit cooler, I love being outside. Luckily for me, my best friend has a lovely patio where we can enjoy the evenings and look out onto the city lights and wonder where the stars have gone.

Please enjoy another installment of “Something You Can’t Forget,” and have a great week.

Thank you for reading.

With Screams and Axes,

Mae

SOMETHING YOU CAN’T FORGET

Melissa looked at herself in the mirror. She examined her thick thighs, her full arms, and her round face. They were the same size and shape as they’d always been, but she could see the beauty in them now. Melissa had never felt beautiful before, and tears began to trickle down her cheeks. There was more than just beauty there as well; she was sexy now, provocative and compelling.

“What would this cost me?” She asked with a sigh, sure of a steep price that she wouldn’t be able to afford.

“Yes, everything has a price, doesn’t it?” Max laughed. “Have you guessed what I am yet?”

“I have no idea what or who you are,” Melissa said. “And I’m not sure how much I want to know.”

“Well the basics are this…” He looked at her thoughtfully as though carefully considering what to say next. “I’m a demon.” He stared at her pausing for her reaction.

“Okay,” she said, no longer surprised by him.

“And I’ve developed a specific…dietary need, is what we’ll say.”

“Dietary need?”

“Yes. I enjoy eating the hearts of lustful men.” Max smiled. Melissa looked disgusted. “And yes, they MUST be men and they MUST be lustful. It’s just something about the flavor…”

“Okay, what does that have to do with me?” Melissa asked.

“Well, with your newfound sexual appeal and your confidence, men will be all over you. So naturally, I’d ask you to do a little harvesting for me.” Max watched Melissa’s face contort in revulsion. “I would only ask you to procure me one heart a month and I won’t even ask you to cut it out for me! All you have to do is lure a man somewhere, kill him, then call for me and I’ll do the rest. I’ll even take care of the body and all the cleanup!”

“That’s a horrible thing to ask someone to do.” Melissa looked at her figure in the mirror. “It’s murder.”

“But of course,” Max conceded. “But wouldn’t it be worth it?” He suddenly appeared behind her in the mirror. “And think of the beauty of a spider trapping flies in her web. It’s natural for the strong to prey upon the weak and insignificant. Just as those men used to prey upon you.”

Melissa tried to tell herself that beauty wasn’t worth murder, wasn’t worth blood. But as she stared at herself and felt her confidence surging in a way in never had before, she thought that maybe it was.

“Just one heart a month?” She repeated.

“Just one measly heart a month.” Max smiled.

“How will I call you?” She asked.

“With this,” he said, handing her a tiny silver whistle on a chain. “So do we have a deal?”

“We do.” Melissa shook the demon’s cold hand firmly.

A Dark Place

Basement2

This weekend has been amazing! It was my birthday on Friday, so Love and I spent all weekend celebrating. I received some wonderful, heartfelt gifts, had some delicious meals and was able to see The Conjuring 2 with one of my favorite people in the world. It doesn’t get much better than that!

And today I was able to visit my friend Amanda, creator and founder of Ghoulish Delights Bath Shop. We had an awesome photo shoot in her spooky basement and I was able to check out her studio and see where she creates all her amazing horror themed bath products.

She is an incredibly talented, incredibly driven business woman and I urge you all to check out her shop at www.ghoulishdelightsshop.com for all your bath and skin care needs.

And now please enjoy another installment of “Something You Can’t Forget.”

With Screams and Axes,

Mae

SOMETHING YOU CAN’T FORGET

As Max put his hand over Melissa’s mouth, she felt a sharp breeze that stung her eyes. She shut them tight, and when she opened them she found herself alone in a dressing room. She stood on a raised platform surrounded by mirrors. There was a pink glow in the dressing room, and the pedestal she stood on began to rotate slowly. She looked at herself turning in the mirror. Her skin looked clear and dewy, and every curve of her body looked full and scrumptious. Her hair was thick with wavy curls and she could see the soft light shining off it. She stared at herself, wondering what was different. She recognized her reflection in the mirror. He body was the same size and the same shape, and even her clothes were the same, but somehow the woman looking back at her wasn’t her. It couldn’t be her, because the woman in the mirror was beautiful. There was something in her reflection that was lovely, something had changed. She stared and stared, trying to figure out what it was.

“Like what you see?” Melissa heard a voice that seemed to come from all around her.

“Yes,” she admitted to the shapeless voice.

“Would you like this?” the voice asked. “Would you like this to be true?”

“What have you done to me?” Melissa demanded. She heard a sigh and Max appeared before her, obscuring her view of herself.

“Isn’t this what you wanted?” He asked.

“I don’t look any different,” she said, examining herself again.

“Perhaps not. But you feel different, don’t you?” He asked her, a genuine look of concern on his brow.

“Yes. I suppose so.” Melissa wanted to hide her feelings from him. But she did feel different, she felt like she never had before. She felt comfortable. Like she had been tensed up in her own body for so long and now she was finally able to relax and breathe.

“That’s because you see different. I changed nothing but your sight.” He smiled with a big grin, proud of himself. “And I can do even more than that.”