Rated R Short Stories Novels & Stories

It clung to the air, making the ordinary space feel charged and unfamiliar. “The room is just down the hall,” Rykor said, his voice a little too rough. He was a practical man, a freelance graphic designer whose life had become a series of deadlines and quiet, lonely evenings. Renting out the spare room was a desperate move for a desperate cash flow problem. He’d expected a student, maybe another harried creative. He had not expected Everett.