{{ contest.story_page_sticky_bar_text }} Be the first to recommend this story.
Get Free Copy

100 free copies left

This novel is limited to 100 free copies due to its part in Inkitt’s Novel Contest.

0
Free copies left
You can choose from our best books below
wolfpaw36 would love your feedback! Got a few minutes to write a review?
Write a Review

The Tower of Passion

By wolfpaw36 All Rights Reserved ©

Drama / Humor

A Tale from Gresley Station

It must be the water around Gresley Station that helps breed such a collection of peculiar people or maybe it's just the weather and living in such a hell hole of a town with no entertainment.

Take Lynda Heatherpatch (please!!), once she was a shy unassuming EMO-Goth teenager who kept herself to herself and bothered nobody. Looking, from a distance, like a black vertical line drawn on the horizon, dressed in her customary all black attire with matching long lank raven coloured hair which was never cut let alone washed. During a typical Gresley summer, not so long ago that all changed as Lynda became someone who could clear a street just by being on it.

The heat had been oppressive for days and you could feel the impending doom of rain and thunderstorms as you approached Gresley Station. Shrouded in dark grey clouds the entire population was waiting for the inevitable storm.

I was walking home through the churchyard after a couple of swift Rat Blasters at the Howling Woman hoping to outpace the impending storm, which was going to be immense judging by the way the thunder and lightening had been circling the town for hours.Gresley Station stood firm like General Custer, but knew its fate was sealed.

The churchyard was a short cut to my house and a regular route for me as it allowed me to spend a few moments at the Moorwood Tunnel Memorial, remembering that awful day when the bus disappeared.

Lengthening shadows and a sudden quietness warned me of the closeness of the storm as I hurried on towards home when a movement and the sound of voices froze me to the spot.

There had been much suspicion around the town after the May Fair Withering, the whole town now especially cautious about strangers wandering around after dark.

The hushed whispers were coming from the side of the church tower where there was a small door leading to the tower.

Expecting to find villains trying to force the door I crept forward, keeping hidden as much as possible.Two figures were stood by the base of the tower.

Peering into the gloom I recognised the figures as Lynda Heatherpatch and her latest boyfriend Frank.

I had been expecting to find villains fiddling with the door locks but truth was the only locks being fiddled with were Lynda's nether-locks.

It suddenly dawned on me that the pair were engaged in what shall I call it? Docking Manoeuvres? (Sounds more polite than shagging doesn't it?)

Lynda had pressed Frank up against one of the buttresses of the tower and was thoroughly enjoying being 'probed'.

Not wishing to reveal my presence and be labelled a peeping tom or pervert I kept quiet and just watched as the action became more frantic.

The sky was riven wide with light as the storm announced that it had arrived with a flash of lightning and a crash of thunder. My eyes flew upward to see the lightning strike the church tower, luckily hitting the lightning conductor but not so lucky for the conjoined pair at the bottom of the tower.

Frank and Lynda had unwittingly perched themselves over the said conductor. I swear that I saw the blue pulse of electricity as it passed down the copper strip, where it passed through the couple on its way to earth.

The effect was certainly spectacular. Frank spasmed with such force that he definitely “touched bottom” to use a local phrase, flinging Lynda skywards into the murk and the surrounding gravestones. Frank shuddered again then lit up like a devotional candle, burning brightly, illuminating the tower and Lynda's landing spot.

I rushed to try to extinguish Frank but the rain reached him first, dousing the flames. Unfortunately Frank appeared to be rather well done, judging by the smell of roast pork in the air.

Lynda was spread-eagled against a gravestone, her normally long straight hair now turned into a giant Afro and with the most demonic smile on her face. Stooping to help her she grabbed at my arm and with an evil leer spoke the last words I ever heard her say "Damn that was some orgasm; Want to try it?"

Making my excuses I left knowing that she was obviously ok, hurrying home to phone the police so they could deal with the aftermath.

Lynda was released from hospital the following week after recovering from Endorphin overload. It was during her stay that the ‘new’ Lynda strutted into life causing chaos on the wards as she stalked them looking for suitable partners to feed her new addiction, orgasm by lightning or electricity, bringing a whole new meaning to the term ‘Jump Leads’.

Even now she strikes terror into the town when the skies blacken and the lightning threatens, trawling the streets with that manic smile, the iconic Afro (which from a distance makes her look like a huge black pompom on a stick) and a pair of industrial jump leads in her hand looking for her next Endorphin high.

Terror has never been so simply drawn.

Write a Review Did you enjoy my story? Please let me know what you think by leaving a review! Thanks, wolfpaw36
Continue Reading
Further Recommendations

Jazie Alyssa Flores: There may have been many grammar errors. But OMG this story had me on an emotional rollercoaster ride. I loved every bit of it. The relationship Sydney and Cameron had was beautiful. I loved how it wasn't a typical love story but revolved around a growing friendship and the drama that surrounded ...

zoheusher20: What more can I say? The writing style and little details drew me into the book and for the entirety of the story I was Juliet. I felt her turmoil and emotions and every trouble or triumph as they arrived. This story was very different and had quite a few little but unexpected twists that made it...

Sabrina Ettey: The story plot is great. I loved it. Just the grammar punctuation and writing style was kind of distracting. But with the smooth polishing, it may shine like a pearl. :)

Cassie Jacobson: So many twists and turns. Keeps you wanting to read to see what happens next. The main character is detailed well. The struggles and growth of Joby makes you admire her. It gives you a proud satisfied feeling while reading it. A refreshing difference then most books out there today, and in a w...

Roxie: This was a very well thought out story and I greatly enjoyed it! I don't usually go for these kinds of stories because of clichés and what not, nut this was great. There were a few typos and grammatical errors, but that is to be expected. While I knew the overall end of the story It was engaging ...

csimesser1: If you love a biker romance with a lot of drama then this book is for you. Some of the plot was very predictable but there was plenty of twists to keep you reading. I could not stop reading it

Alkira Joan: Great story, I found it hard to read especially the dialogue. You just need to fix up some spelling errors and the gramma .I enjoyed this book. was a little hard to get though.,.,..,.,.,,..,.,.,, , , , ,.,, , , , , , , ,., , ,.,,,,,

Laraine Smith: My only suggestion on the grammar is to use www.grammarcheck.net. I have it bookmarked on Google Chrome. I see myself in the determination in this beautiful story! I have Cerebral Palsy, and I have dreams that I have been working hard for, too! The humor made me laugh!

LouiseJ2: I enjoyed the detail you went into with regards to the case. It made the UNSUB appear believable. The crisis in the middle of the story was my favorite part, very dramatic but not over the top. I feel like sometimes pairings can be overdone but I liked that some of the relationships were a little...

More Recommendations

AASTHA SHARMA: really...one of the best novel i've ever read...a very touching story....really loved it...thanks for writing such a masterpeice...the struggle of the narrator but still remaining satisfied is the thing that i liked the most...another nice thing is the concept of talking with god...in short i wou...

Riskaninda Maharani: This story told about love between Christopher Schlösser (a German) and Anggia Selestina (an Indonesian) that happened in Düsseldorf, Germany in an autumn. The German autumn which was so different with the autumn in the other four season countries, especially in Anggia's eyes when her heart-movin...

About Us:

Inkitt is the world’s first reader-powered book publisher, offering an online community for talented authors and book lovers. Write captivating stories, read enchanting novels, and we’ll publish the books you love the most based on crowd wisdom.