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The Antique Fox

Maybe he should not have bought the unique gift for his father's birthday...

He wanted to buy a gift that would be completely unexpected. The type of object that could never be guessed. His father was the type of person who had it all. The type of person who it was difficult to buy for. It wouldn’t matter if he bought him somethin...

Pig Man

chuck e cheese horror

The White family munched on pizza and hummed along to the Chuck E Cheese Band. It was Saturday night and Brian White’s birthday. Mom and Dad had been saving up all month for this special night. One new animatronic caught Brian’s eye. It stood about five f...

The Supervillain - Chapter 1 to 6

The true account of I and my four colleagues in tracking the worlds most dangerous killer.

As followers of my testimony thus far will authenticate, I (Goitye Powerhouse), and four others of exceptional strength and mind, have taken the future of humanity in our own hands, to descend upon the house of the devil. We fought our way into that home...

The Demon Knights

To save the world, the innocent must die.

CHAPTER ONEWHEN DARKNESS FALLS From the pores of skin made pink by a constant flow of blood rushing through thousands of veins like a newborn river, several droplets of salt water sprinkled onto the concrete. Sparkling beneath the bright burning sun on on...

The old abode

When an old house appears from nowhere, Peter can't help but explore.

He could only stop and stare. There was nothing else he could do at that moment. He’d skidded to a halt on his bike, nearly going over the handlebars, as he saw the abandoned house on one of his familiar trails. For 15 years, he had ridden along this path...

Straight or Left

*Winner of a weekly flash fiction contest on Indies Unlimited*

Which direction should she go? Tanya had to make a decision. And she had to do it quickly.Taking a deep breath and pursing her lips, Tanya depressed the accelerator. Straight it would be. Straight away from her lifetime home. Straight into the unknown. St...

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Who Do You Trust?

Who do you trust, when you don't even know if you're real?

Who do you trust when you can't tell what's real and what's not? Who is really here, who did my head make up? Is the man with the drugs and the questions real? Are the noises, the lights real or imagined, hallucinated? I know the sleep deprivation is real...

Valentin's Vow-Chapter 1

Love is to die and will rise from its ashes... resurrected.

New York’s entertainment district was jam packed that Friday night, but that hadn’t stopped twenty-one year old Èrabèlle Skylark from getting past the long lineup outside. She was a beautiful brunette with mahogany eyes, creamy fair skin, with a small bea...

The Perfect Train Set

An old man needs one last thing to complete his train set but it will cost more than he thinks.

Jim jumped to his feet when the doorbell rang, not an easy task at his age. He could picture Marjorie in the kitchen rolling her eyes, wondering how much this one cost. He wondered what would happen if he ever told her she only had herself to blame. She’d...

Tahoe Drive

I got waylaid on a leisurely drive to Lake Tahoe.

I was out one day driving to Lake Tahoe. It was a long way from home, but a nice drive. I was on a back road in Jackson CA, when I stopped at a small diner for lunch. I also needed to take a break and freshen up. The small town beckoned me to stop and vis...

"It's not what it looks like," he said, glaring.Sandy came upon him as she skied cross country. It was an overcast, dreary Christmas morning."What do you mean? It looks like you killed a deer. Is it hunting season?"He went back to butchering in the blood...

The Basement Encounter

An alcoholic has an encounter with his dead, disapproving father.

Brian reached to his left and opened the refrigerator. Bright light flooded the area around the floor in front of the open door. He reached in an extracted another beer can from the half empty case that was the lone occupant of the fridge. He cracked the...

Stiletto Hell

These shoes have an evil sole.

Richard Bailey dashed into the bathroom and slammed the door shut, locking it. He trembled as he reached for his cell phone, dialing the appropriate three-digit number before dropping it on the tile floor; luckily it didn’t break. “Come, come on,” he scre...