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His Best Kept Secret: Wooden Rose Part V

PHOTO PROMPT- © Sandra Crook
PHOTO PROMPT- © Sandra Crook

He was a wealthy man who took his ‘little secret’ to all the best places. At 17, Stella had a body to die for, and Harry felt as if she was all his.

“Leave your wife and marry me!” Stella ordered; but Harry had no intention of leaving his wife’s fortune.

Stella planned a surprise for Harry. As the two entered the bedroom of the exotic hotel, she bound Harry to the headboard. He thought he was in for something kinky when Stella brought out the knife.

On this night, Harry would be yet another victim of the Wooden Rose murderer.

This is the fifth part of the continuing series ‘The Wooden Rose’; and my entry into this weeks’ Friday FictioneersCheck out my blog for the other parts of the story.

For more stories based on the photo prompt, click on the little froggy.

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She didn’t want to go, but her girlfriends coaxed her into it, so she dressed in her sexiest clothes and joined them at the bar. There were plenty of guys that she was attracted to, but none who approached her.

Just when she was about to leave for home, she seen him. He was standing at the bar, alone. It took all her nerve to go up to him, God knows it wasn’t her style to initiate anything with a total stranger, but she got a good vibe; she  couldn’t pass this one up.

Of course they hit it off; and the night didn’t end there. Off to a hotel room, he made wild but passionate love to her. Hell, he even held her afterwards. What guy still does that? She felt safe in his arms, even though she had never crossed paths with him before.

Somehow, in his arms she felt safe. As his massive arms held her, she noticed that something was different. It seemed as if his skin was becoming soft and gel-like. Soon his entire body became soft and a strange cocoon began to form around the two of them. Completely engulfing the two lovers, the cocoon wrapped around them. His body changed to a liquid like substance, and although terrified, she couldn’t scream. Her arms outstretched, her legs kicking, but her defense was futile. And then there was silence.

After a few hours, a glowing light emerged from somewhere inside the translucent cocoon, and from there, a crack appeared towards the bottom of the bed. A tiny foot emerged from the slimy wrapping, followed by the body of a small child. By the time both feet hit the floor, the being had aged at least ten human years. The creature, once naked, appeared to be dressed now, it’s skin taking the appearance of clothing. The being, now a middle aged man, headed for the door.

A strong hand gripped the knob and opened the door, as a handsome man in his thirties left the room.

The slimy cocoon in the bed quickly deteriorated, leaving the skeletal remains of Jamie Saunders lying alone on the sheets, which were drenched in her blood and body fluids.

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Two young women peered across the room at the guy standing in the terminal. He had a muscular body that showed even through the finely tailored suit he wore. The both teased him, and attempted to make contact with him. At first he ignored them, but soon he was entertaining both women. “This must be our lucky night, look at the handsome guy we are bringing to the party” one of them said, while the other had plans of her own.