Monthly Archives: May 2017

Daily Enchantment. Short Story.

“Hello little girl, would you like an apple?” “For the last time Mags, I’m twenty six.” “What? Shelly? Is that you? My eye sight isn’t what it used to be.” “Come off it Mags, we all know you’re not blind.” … Continue reading

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Every Little Drop. Short Story.

Jane tried to keep herself calm, she wasn’t sure how long she had been awake, but no one had responded to her shouts and she couldn’t wriggle free from the restraints. Her wrists and ankles were bound and a tight … Continue reading

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Mythic Revival. Short Story.

Jack turned from the observation window, “How far along is he?” “He’s about two weeks in.” “Huh, I thought it would be faster.” “So did we, based on folklore we thought it would be a pretty quick and painful transformation, … Continue reading

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The Outbreak. Flash Fiction.

Ugh. So Tired. Been pretty wrecked the last while, and have had some cramping and stuff, which isn’t exactly fun. I’ve a doctors appointment in a few weeks, so gonna find out what’ll be happening then. In the mean time … Continue reading

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Survival of the Fittest. Flash Fiction.

Diana leaned against the wall, her breath came in great gasps. The smell of blood was thick and heavy in the air, she could almost taste the coppery tang on her tongue. The man, or what was left of him, … Continue reading

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Hole in the Floor. Short Story.

Doug pulled back the thin carpet, beneath it was a wooden floor with a perfectly circular hole in it, about three inches in diameter. He took a slice of ham and rolled it up, then he carefully dropped it into … Continue reading

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Just a Pimple. Flash Fiction.

Doug squeezed at the edges of the pimple, damn thing kept coming back every few days. Georgina had wanted him to go to the doctor about it but Doug didn’t see the point, this took care of it for the … Continue reading

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