The Woes of the Zombie Man – Chapter VI
Short Story In which Boris begs the Butcher The Butcher smiled. Within the dank recess of his meat emporium’s killing room, pacing on a blood-stained and soon to be blood-soaked floor, he cradled a...
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Short Story In which Boris begs the Butcher The Butcher smiled. Within the dank recess of his meat emporium’s killing room, pacing on a blood-stained and soon to be blood-soaked floor, he cradled a...
Fourteen years of marriage was all Rachel Ellis could endure. It was time to cut the cord; to say goodbye. It wasn’t just her husband’s arrogance or competitive nature. Everything about Michael sickened her,...
The din wasn’t particularly loud, but it was enough to jolt Patricia Mercer out of her sleep. After her eyes adjusted to the darkness and she caught her breath, she sat up and gave...
I was finished being builded the first of December, 3035. That’s when my AI was first activated. My movement at the time was minimal, so I could only see what was directly in front of me. The factory floor was sterile, bright, and chrome. Robotic arms whizzed all over the floor, quickly building cheaper models to be sent to whatever mercenary company or factory floor that needed the expendable labor. I looked down to see two people in lab coats…
Within the twisty-turny maze of a nondescript office building in Silicon Valley, Bob existed. A developer as typical as they come, with a peculiar affinity for the smellier spectrum of cheeses. His mundane days...
As winter descended upon Verona, Emily and Ethan stood united against the tempestuous winds that threatened to tear their love apart. Together, they embarked on a journey that would test the very limits of...
In the bustling city of Verona, where old-world charm blended seamlessly with modern vibrancy, two strangers embarked on separate journeys that would intertwine their destinies in ways they could never have imagined. Emily, a...
As the autumn leaves painted Verona’s streets with a vibrant tapestry of red and gold, Emily and Ethan’s love story continued to unfold, oblivious to the storm brewing on the horizon. Their bond grew...
Short Story Roger sat on a stone near his bridge looking intently at the lackadaisical water. Inside were some trout, fat ones swimming upstream with modest determination. Roger was large and it took...
Short Story He had gone to Italy to run away— to hide amongst the rolling hills and the chipped worn yellow buildings that dotted them. Everything back home had begun to stink too much...
Short Story “Are you a ghost?” she asked. I laughed. “Not exactly,” I said. “Do I look like a ghost?” “A little,” she said. “You’re shiny blue. Ghosts always look shiny blue.” I cocked...
Short Story The smile on Maggie’s eight-year-old face always breaks my heart on court days. Single mom-ing hasn’t been too bad and her dad and I even keep it pretty civil. I just...