Revenge Stories

In a recent FBI: Most Wanted episode, Kristin Gaines discussed when she was captured and tortured in the past. She told her ex-husband the scars on her back were not from a car accident as she told him previously. "Anything you can imagine they could do to me, they did." I took that as a challenge and imagined what she went through and wrote it down.

Just a short little tale tale about consequence, that popped into my head the other day.

Daddy, Melanie, Mom, Daughter... everyone gets some luv this time. And what about the Neighbor lady? The cheating wife?

What happens when a duckling turns into a swan.

A short and dirty BTB story with a twist. Revenge for a betrayal. His wife had cheated on him, and his daughter had assisted her. Then he saw an opportunity.

A letter from Darren written in response to a "thank you" note for a Polaroid photo of her mother from "Carletta", Darren's first wife.

A story in WriterMick's The Cheaters Universe
This is the full version of a flash story I posted about two years ago. I was not able to post the flash and the whole stories, so you only get the full version. I have not entered all of the categories because some are minor and don't affect the story. And I didn't want to give it away.

Taking place nearly a century from now, Jess finds out how one of the country's "best working" programs affects her life.

Ed is a gay, neat-freak, geek with a secret history of submission. Corey is a straight, easy-going slob who just wants to survive freshman year. They were randomly paired by a computer and clearly a roommate disaster. However, an unlikely friendship grows when Ed's need to serve meets Corey’s endless teenage lust. They strike a deal: Ed gets to serve, and Corey gets a no-strings outlet. In their messy dorm, orientation matters less than the arrangement. It’s time to Live and let serve!

A Mel Story
Poker, bourbon, and blues—Mel’s not just playing to win, she’s here to burn it down. When a crooked bet draws her into a smoky showdown, she schools the table, then drags a drifter out back for a heat-soaked alley brawl of bodies and bravado. Neon hums, the jukebox moans, and Mel rides every beat like a storm in heels. Dirty-talking, whiskey-drenched, and wild to the core—this is one red-hot mama you don’t try to tame.