Denaee Baguss

“Lorcan: Part 1” by Denaee Baguss

Submitted to Contest #164

I’d only pierced the necks of a few mortals in almost two decades of being a vampire. I should be craving it, yearning for it, even killing for it. Human blood to vampires is the equivalence as gold is to humans. Yet, the rich aroma of human blood didn’t quench my thirst. In fact, it curled my stomach.I feed on the blood of pigs. You’re feeling sorry for those pigs, but nonetheless, I have to eat or I will die. I’m not quite sure if drinking pig blood is against the law as a vampire, so I stick to myself and hunt alone.<...

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“Unconditionally” by Denaee Baguss

Submitted to Contest #163

“Howard! This is not why we called Parker here tonight!” My mother growled at my father. He tapped his foot and pursed his lips, as if he was holding back from barking another awful comment at me.It had taken her ten whole minutes to stop him from harassing me, once again. Ten whole minutes to break that unbearable awkward silence that crammed the cold and creaky room. I wasn’t even sure why I’d come back to this hateful house.I haven’t seen or talked to either of them in the past five years, so I was q...

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“Wonder” by Denaee Baguss

Submitted to Contest #163

*TW: Self harm, mental health, death.“We devoured baked chicken breasts smothered in garlic butter with a side of roasted potatoes, steamed carrots, and mom’s famous homemade dinner rolls. She wanted to take me out to Red Lobster. I insisted we stay home, so we did just that. We stuffed our faces while the delicious scent of red velvet cake filled the whole house. It was five thirty-five right before we ate. I remember the time because that’s when I got to finger the sides of the bowl. Red cake batter colored my lips a...

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“The Light in my Sea of Darkness” by Denaee Baguss

*TW: Light cursing and mention of death.One year. Twelve months. Three hundred and sixty-five days. It didn’t matter which way I perceived it, the fact still remained–mama was gone, and she wasn’t coming back. It had been two years since the cancer spread like wildfire throughout her body. It had been one year since the cancer had completely taken over and had won.When mama died, Prunella, my older sister, took off. Not that it surprised us or anything, she had been gone since she was seventeen when...

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“The Nightmare of Orpheus” by Denaee Baguss

*TW: Light cursing and mention of killing. Seafood. Seafood. Seafood. Why is that the only thing they serve here? Orpheus pondered to himself, clasping the bumpy menu as his fingers traced the engraved letters on the outside of the menu, “THE ATLANTIC BLUEFIN.” Orpheus grazed the restaurant disingenuously. Not here yet. For a politician who claims to always be on time, Larry Roberts sure does know how to be late!Orpheus gave his neck a good twist. The left side firs...

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