Winter
Calloway was planning a very special gift for her man for Christmas. She wanted
to give him something he deserved…something he would never, ever forget. With
the preparations made and the perfect details laid out, she puts into motion a
memorable surprise that would, at least for her, end very merry and bright. Sometimes
revenge really is the sweetest gift of all.
Excerpt~
Winter stood in front of Brice, tilting her
head from side to side. Upon closer inspection she realized he really wasn’t
that good looking. His eyes were a little too narrow and set too close
together. His nose was rather short and fat, reminding her of a pig’s nose. His
lips were plump and she’d always disliked the disgusting way his kisses always
seemed so wet. She shuddered now at the thought of them. And she had to chuckle
when she noticed the flab around his mid-section. “What the hell was I thinking
all these years?” she said aloud. She hadn’t even noticed until right then,
that his ears stuck out a bit and that the right one sat a smidge higher than
his left. And he had the balls to say
shit about me.
“Hey,” she said as she smacked his cheek
repeatedly. “Time to wakey, wakey, asshole.” She wasn’t at all surprised when
she didn’t get a response. She took the pitcher of ice cold water she held in
her left hand and tipped it into his lap, as the loud cracking sound of the
slap she delivered to his cheek with her right hand broke the silence of the
room. “Wake the hell up, I said!”
Brice’s eyes opened as he came to with a
startled jerk. He tried to focus, looking around the room dazed and confused.
He didn’t understand why his vision was blurred or why he felt so groggy.
“Where…the…” he slurred, when he saw Winter in front of him
“Nice to see I have your attention,” Winter
spoke, as she patted his cheek again, but lightly this time.
He tried to focus on her outline as she walked
away, but became aware of and distracted by the coldness in his lap. As he
shook his head, he felt something scratchy and snug around his throat. What the hell is that? he wondered. He
forced himself to lean forward, not fully comprehending at first why he
couldn’t move, but felt a stinging in his arms and chest. His eyes closed
involuntarily as his head slumped forward and seemed to be swimming.
“Uh, uh, oh no you don’t, sweetheart. It’s
time to stay awake,” stated Winter when she returned. “I have a few surprises
for you, my darling,” she sneered. She lifted his chin hard and fast, snapping
his neck backward.
Brice’s eyes opened once again, as he tried to
understand what was going on. His mind seemed to be cloudy, as if he was
dreaming. That’s it, he thought
trying to reason through the fogginess in his head. I’m just having a bad dream. He was straining his eyes, blinking
them open and shut, trying to focus and wake up.
Winter sat in the chair and leaned back,
holding the ends of the strands of lustrous garland. As she wrapped the shiny
material around her hand, her eyes never left Brice. When she saw his eyes
beginning to close, she gave a good yank on the silver garland. She smiled when
he began to cough, then let out a squeal. “What’s the matter, babe?”
As each minute ticked by, Brice labored to
regain a clear head. Fighting through the confusion, he vaguely remembered
drinking something, a movie…but
nothing more. He suddenly felt an increased pain in his private area. At first
he thought he had peed on himself, because he could recognize wetness in his
lap. But why is it so damn cold?
“Sweetie, you’re not looking so well.”
“I…I don’t…feel…goo—,” he stuttered.
“Well, now don’t you worry none. It’ll get
much worse…and honestly, I wouldn’t bet on it getting any better,” Winter
stated matter-of-factly.
“You…”
“Me, what? Do you have a question, hon?”
Brice inhaled deeply, hoping the nausea he
felt rising in his throat would pass. He tried again to move, but felt the same
stinging as earlier. He tried to move his leg, finding he couldn’t budge them
at all.
“Nice and tight, aren’t they?”
“Winter…I…”
“Babe, you really need to snap to here, or I
may have to take matters into my own hands,” she informed him when she saw his
eyes begin to shut. She then chuckled at her own little joke when she pulled on
the garland once more, smiling when his mouth gaped open and a scream came
forth. “Ah, music to my ears.”
The last shooting pain cleared a great deal of
the haziness from his mind. With his eyes wide and his vision sharper, Brice
saw Winter sitting across from him holding the ends of the garland, still
wearing the Christmas lingerie. “Winter, what are you… doing?”
“Why honey, I’m giving you the Christmas
present you deserve,” she purred.
“You lying, cheating, bastard.”
By Bernie on April 24, 2014
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Garland
& Lights is another spooky little story by author Savannah Rayne. This one
is all about revenge, Christmas, and a really bad boyfriend. Wish it was
longer.
ByRosemary rosiebear Pfeifferon
April 7, 2016
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Even
though this is a short story,it is one that so many women some time in their
lives unfortunately fantasize about.Its the holiday season and a woman named
Winter,has a very special gift for her beloved of 8years. Is he worthy of this
gift?,you bet,because Winter has caught him cheating on her. Realizing that he
is a jerk and wants him to pay for what he has done,she devises a very special
plan for him.... very creative writing makes the reader smile at her
revenge,and even cheer for her !!!
ByKindle Customeron April 24,
2014
Format:
Kindle Edition|Verified Purchase
Garland
& Lights is another spooky little story by author Savannah Rayne. This one
is all about revenge, Christmas, and a really bad boyfriend. Wish it was
longer.
ByAmazon Customeron January
10, 2016
Format:
Kindle Edition
Very
quick read. Loved the story!!!! Can't wait to read more by this author!
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