A fifty-word micro fiction horror story.
“My flight was late,” I confessed. The sweet, sultry memory stirred. Rare for me to concede to desire, but our dance’s push-pull elevated want to
To hear this story on YouTube, click HERE *TRIGGER WARNING* HORROR: GRAPHIC VIOLENCE I took risks when I was younger. I suppose we all do
He glanced around for talismans, crosses, or other protective things. Not that they held any power; he just liked collecting them. Souvenirs. “I suppose you’ve
“Allison, unlock this,” Seth whispered, with his mouth perched where the door and frame met. “I’m worried.” He jiggled the crystal doorknob. “Actually, I’m getting
The speedboat chopped through the waves as it raced toward the island. Beth tugged on the strap across Lizzie’s chest. The makeshift harness held firm. Three others