fact or fiction
Learn the truth about common myths. Are they fact or fiction? In-depth explanations of the questions everyone asks and few know the answer to.
She booked for a massage but he & his friend wanted so much more. Content Warning.
The rain started just as I pulled up to the address. Not a gentle, romantic drizzle, but a hard, angry downpour that hammered against the roof of my old Volvo. The wipers slapped back and forth, frantic, doing little to clear the view of the iron gate and the sleek, modern monstrosity of a house behind it.
By Chahat Kaur6 months ago in Filthy
Ditched for ER
Emily walked into the bedroom and was stunned by the elaborate romantic setup: rose petals on the floor around the bed, pink heart-shaped candles burning the rose and magnolia smell, and soft romantic music in the background, with the great Barry White crooning at the moment. On the bed, there was a new apricot-colored lingerie set that included a laced bra, panties, and a delicate translucent robe.
By Lana V Lynx6 months ago in Filthy
My Girlfriend Was Alone. Content Warning.
The leather of the journal is cool and smooth under my palms. It’s late. The kind of late where the world outside my window has gone quiet, save for the occasional sigh of a car on wet pavement. This lamp casts a warm, guilty pool of light, and my pen feels like the only thing tethering me to this planet. I have to write this down. If I don’t, I think the memory might burn a hole through me. It’s not just a story; it’s an echo in my bones, a hum under my skin. Last night. God, last night.
By Chahat Kaur6 months ago in Filthy
The Third-Floor Window. Content Warning.
That, and the ghost of his smell on my pillow. It's a mix of cheap laundry detergent, the crisp bite of autumn air, and something else, something uniquely him. Skin. Just… warm skin. I can't stop pressing my face into the cotton, trying to drown in it.
By Chahat Kaur6 months ago in Filthy
Tangled Hearts in the Heat of the Night
1. The Mansion and the Stranger The sun melted into the London skyline, casting long shadows across the marble steps of the Leister estate. To Noah, it felt like the edge of a new world — cold, elegant, and entirely wrong.
By Shakespeare Jr8 months ago in Filthy
🧀 Raw Milk Horror
This comprehensive piece delves into the unfolding raw milk outbreak in Florida, examines legal and scientific evidence, highlights public health findings, and scrutinizes RFK Jr.’s rising influence over raw milk regulation all supported by independent sources and official data.
By Lynn Myers8 months ago in Filthy
The Illuminati: Myth, Power, and the Mystery That Won’t Die
Introduction: The Power of the Unseen The word Illuminati conjures up images of shadowy rooms, powerful people pulling the strings, secret handshakes, and hidden symbols on currency and monuments. Whether it's in conspiracy theories, music lyrics, or Hollywood blockbusters, the Illuminati has become a cultural symbol for a force lurking behind the scenes—controlling governments, banks, celebrities, and maybe even your favorite social media app.
By Emad Iqbal8 months ago in Filthy
Below Deck
Below Deck A Dark Erotic Pirate Tale The scent of salt and rot lingered thick in the air, wafting from the planks above where footsteps echoed like war drums. Ropes creaked with the ship’s lurching, and water sloshed somewhere in the shadows. A single lantern swung from a hook, casting slow-turning golden light across the cell bars. Within that pool of dim light, she sat—Lady Miren of Fairbrook—her silken dress torn and stained, her ankles chained to a rusting ring in the deck.
By Shakespeare Jr8 months ago in Filthy
