‘Feed My Queen’ & ‘Some Call Me Fiend’ by Joe DiCicco

‘Feed My Queen’ & ‘Some Call Me Fiend’ by Joe DiCicco

Genre: Horror Shorts

Release Date: January 2014 from Vamptasy Publishing

Blurb:

Feed My Queen deals with the young man Jason and his drunken night at the bar after a breakup with his girlfriend of four years. He finds himself in a bar fight, and while driving home on a dark country road, he hits something quite large which at first he thinks is a giant bat. He finds it to be a beautiful young woman, stark naked, but unharmed. As he soon finds out all too late, the young woman is something much, much more sinister.

Some Call Me Fiend tells of teenage girl Kate, who enjoys late night walks through the peaceful cemetery. She has been taking these walks for years, however on this night she will find that a beautiful, deadly and deeply predatory creature has taken up residence in one of the ancient mausoleums.

Excerpt:

 

"Are you...Are you hurt?"

 

No reply.

 

"Damn. What the hell were you doing out there? I didn't even see you, you know. Are you sure you're not hurt?"

 

No reply at first. Then: "Why didn't you leave me for dead?"

 

"What? I couldn't do that. Look, I'll take you to the hospital downtown. It's not far, a couple more miles we'll be in town."

 

He felt the blade press harder yet against his throat. A warm trickle ran down his neck.

 

"How about I just tear out your throat and leave you for dead?"

 

He pressed down harder on the gas pedal. "I'm sorry! I swear I didn't even see you!"

 

The young woman scoffed. "Where were you taking me? To dump me in the forest like so much garbage?"

 

"No! No I swear! I was taking you to the hospital"

 

"Lies!"

 

He felt unbelievable strength behind that arm.

 

Wing.

 

He believed she really could do these things if she saw fit.

 

She inched her face closer, sniffing. "You reek of liquor. Do you always operate this machine in drunken haste?"

 

His voice began to quiver now. "No! No never, this is the first time, honest."

 

Her lip curled up in a cruel smile. "Inebriate fool."

 

He felt tears welling up in his eyes once again. "...Are you the devil?"

 

The young woman appeared confused. After a moment: "I suppose I can be."

 

 

 

 

About the Author:

 

Joe DiCicco grew up on horror. He developed a fascination for the dark, eerie and altogether strange at a young age. He began weaving his macabre tales in his childhood and has been writing them down as short stories ever since. He holds a degree in Natural Resources Conservation and is a passionate nature and animal lover. When not writing, he enjoys playing bass guitar, listening to music, cooking, hiking, bird watching, watching horror movies and reading horror and dark fantasy literature. He currently resides in upstate New York with his fiancé Kaitlin.

 

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