Archive for 'Short story' Category

Vladimir’s burden

By Allix Davis - Last updated: Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Vladimir’s mind was captivated by the events of the last few days, they were not happy thoughts, not the kind that make even the most trivial tasks in life a pleasure to do, not at all, he found his wife giving a blow job to another man in his own bed. His boss was also [...]

And so the sun fought

By Allix Davis - Last updated: Saturday, July 17, 2010

Salomėja’s skin was uncovered when the ultraviolet rays had penetrated her upper body without restraint. A deep red pigment had replaced the supple white skin she had grown up with since she entered the world. The dazzling sun took a turn she had not anticipated many hours ago when she woke up after a an [...]

Approaching the evening

By Allix Davis - Last updated: Monday, August 10, 2009

It has been 8 months since I last continued this short story , I therefore have resurrected it It was 16:30 by the time Steve left the library, he felt and hoped that Helenka would gain confidence after being with that devil of a boyfriend. Interjected with this buoyant contemplation, shadows of his own doubt [...]

At university

By Allix Davis - Last updated: Saturday, December 6, 2008

Steve had classes on the meaning of life , something so close to his mind. He often confused his thoughts with many intertwining half regurgitated ideas. He never had a clear line on what to really think of life. His hand touched some gum under the table , then his phone beeped with a message. [...]

Awake in the morning

By Allix Davis - Last updated: Friday, December 5, 2008

They both agreed to see each other again and not to turn this situation in to the countless one night stands that was ever so empty to him. ” what time does your school classes begin ” Steve injected into the silence that was protruding over breakfast.  ” I don’t have to be in until [...]

Opportunity arose

By Allix Davis - Last updated: Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Darkness was starting to increase , whirling wind as if the sound of a solo trumpeter engulfed the entire park, a foxhound barking behind the swings made a small child scream. “Don’t be frightened, shall we get some sweets for you” softly spoke a tall woman, that could well have been the child’s mother. The [...]

Sorrowful

By Allix Davis - Last updated: Tuesday, December 2, 2008

He liked to keep to his solitary self, only because people made him feel he was not alive. Keeping account of the cute girls in town was a hobby of his. He wished how he could date them, he often masturbated after having dinner, he thought of oral sex with girls and a little pain [...]