Monthly Archives: January 2016

A Trade. Short Story.

“So I just have to sign this and it’s all done.” “Yeah, pretty much.” “And it’ll be sealed right, no one will ever know what’s in this?” “Yep. No one but myself, yourself and my boss.” “And nothing can ever … Continue reading

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Weekly Shop. Short Story.

Brendan looked at his list, he was almost done. He always hated shopping but the supermarket was empty enough today. Normally the place was packed and he found himself having to weave in and out of peoples way. He much … Continue reading

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For Him. Short Story.

Janice took a deep breath, the air was thick with that hot, coppery smell. She released the breath slowly, feeling her stress just melt away. It had been so long since she had a chance to indulge like this. She … Continue reading

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They Carry Death. Flash Fiction.

They were all dead. Every single one of them. Sam had been in the forests when it happened, he knew he wasn’t really supposed to be out, but he was sick of being stuck inside all day. He knew that … Continue reading

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Morning Coffee. Short Story.

Maude smiled, kissed her husband on the cheek and handed him his coffee, “Have a great day dear.” “You too Hun.” Harold left the house, coffee in hand. The smile faded from Maude’s face. The bastard should be dead by … Continue reading

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Pilgrimage. Short Story.

“Who dares enter the-” “Relax, it’s only me.” “Oh. Sorry, I didn’t see you coming. Thought you were another one of those people.” “Those people?” “Yeah, you know, hopped up on the idea of adventure, off to rescue a loved … Continue reading

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Happy Birthday. Short Story.

Johnny poured himself another drink. It was his third, no, fourth, in less than an hour. He had a strong, mellow buzz going and though he hadn’t quite tipped over from tipsy to drunk, he knew it was only a … Continue reading

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