Author S. K. Nicholas

x and i: a novel

a journal for damned lovers vol 1-3

  • It’s been a few years since they fired her for eating that stolen chocolate éclair. She works in a coffee shop now someplace downtown. She hasn’t learnt from her mistakes though, as I know for a fact that when she’s hungry, she takes the freshly cooked muffins they make and secretly eats them in the Read more

  • Meeko

    She goes by the name of Meeko these days. Has done so for a while. I guess it’s understandable considering her mother’s Japanese. Not that I’ve ever met her mother, that is. I’m not sure why she chose herself that particular name. I’ve asked several times, but she never replies, just makes these strange animal Read more

  • P4: Canis Major.

    Originally posted on Morbid Corvid: The strange, stubborn man named Rob pursuing answers to his unusual questions galore had taken his leave hours ago, yet all the big-eyed adults, bloodshot from their reefer, worried themselves aloud in speculation over whether or not he would return; perhaps, equipped with more questions. The moon, full and white,… Read more

  • As their lips met, Herbie poked his head out from the pocket of X’s dress. The animals moving about them were no longer animals but glowing orbs, and behind what had been their animal faces, he saw them for who and what they really were. He didn’t have an answer—he was just a hamster after Read more

  • She closed her eyes in anticipation of his kiss and then opened them again, not wanting to miss a thing. Every part of her body tingled, so much so that she hopped from one foot to the other in an attempt to contain her excitement. It didn’t work, and as he wrapped his hand around Read more

  • Without Us

    Holding her in my arms, she pawed my face as the hum of life on the other side of the veil grew steadily louder. It wouldn’t be long now, and yet our dance showed no sign of diminishing. “Do you think we’ll still be dancing when time catches up with us?” she asked as if Read more

  • P3: Cursed.

    Originally posted on Morbid Corvid: Rob’s Notes, 24 OCT 1986. 1:38PM Wasn’t the girl? Mother caused a scene, told her step aside, give me her name, name: Corrine Green, worried, sincere … girl showed when younger man name: Carlos Almada, teenaged, brought daughter Virginia to scene. Mother and daughter wept: hold onto each other, could’ve… Read more