Author S. K. Nicholas

x and i: a novel

a journal for damned lovers vol 1-3

Horror

  • Pleasure Seekers

    Raised by feral wolves. Greedy for a little touch of something sweet. Lips turned downwards, like a spiral of delight. Hips of watery desire. Vanishing hands, but it’s not my fault. Nothing’s ever my fault. Unbandaged bodies, invisible to all but her. Birds on a wire. Skeletal Jews, victims of man made monsters. Frozen youth. Read more

  • Changing Man

    I once was broken  but now I’m a changing man  where once there was only guilt and regret  there now rages a fire  that speaks without fear  the bottom of a bottle never gave me release  running into the night  never came close  to saving my soul  salvation comes only from truth  from facing head on those Read more

  • Islands In Her Eyes

      Yes. Those eyes shaped like her sex. Hair across her breasts. A dress that preaches. A voice that carries through cries of despair. An upturned nose. Lips so wet and ripe. Peaches, so juicy and exotic. All that fruit, just begging to be tasted. Words, endless words. Bombs and childhood laughter. Windows and exit Read more

  • Wish Me In You

      Let me take off your clothes. Let me strip you clean, of all those useless barriers. Let me see you for what you really are. To demean is out of the question, I just wanna taste beauty. To slip inside of you, and feel some sense of worth. To belong. Nude truth, beneath the Read more

  • Choke

    lucid and betrayed  crack’d like skulls and  stain’d into what we are  only human  a version of reason  averted from unseeing eyes  don’t choke on regret  just surf wave after wave  and  never forget that there’s nothing more  nothing more than this  Read more

  • Break The Chains And Dance

    Loves dart. Changing hearts and Psalm blah blah. Breaking free of your mother’s curse, you should take my hand and walk with me through the fields of corn and the desert of the real. Parting your hair, I’ll show you the wonders others dare not face. They follow the rules, and bow down to the Read more

  • She Carries An Abyss

      As I place my plague upon her tongue, I tell her that together, we have the power to believe whilst all the non-believers crawl deformed about our feet. Ripping her black stockings, I go ahead and caress the inside of her thigh. Running my hand all along her tender flesh, my eyes pierce the Read more

  • Sophie Says I’m Sick

    sophie says i’m sick  when i tell her i want to see what she looks like inside sophie says i’m sick  when i part her hair and caress her breasts so pert beneath a floral dress sophie says i’m sick  when my nicotine stained fingers pinch her nipples until the tears well in her pretty Read more

  • Guts

    it’s raining outside and i’m sickened blacked out and howling to the moon my guts everywhere chewed up like a plastic bottle left in pieces all over the floor being alone doesn’t bother me though not really i like the silence and my own company brings nothing but solace to think of her with another Read more

  • Nights Of Madness And Love

      Scrubbing her skin, she’s stood divided before false mirrors. Excited, a lovers touch echoes somewhere in the back of her mind. The way he used to take her, his hands shedding her clothes to the bedroom floor. It was something I did very well. Crucifix cuts across my arms, the act is initiated with Read more