I Dream Of Satan by Doug Hawley
I Dream Of Satan by Doug Hawley As a young boy, I was moved from the bedroom that I inhabited with my older sister to the room in the attic that my father had...
I Dream Of Satan by Doug Hawley As a young boy, I was moved from the bedroom that I inhabited with my older sister to the room in the attic that my father had...
Taking Rosie Home by Bill Tope After she had spent the last thirty-six hours with her sister and me, and Sunday morning had finally come round, it was time to take Rosie home. She...
Glen by Bill Tope “He is drop-dead gorgeous,” remarked an otherwise erudite woman of my acquaintance. Physically, the man was a cross between Jim Morrison and a young Jackson Browne. “He undresses you with...
Author’s Note: The Spearslayer Sect was annihilated at the Battle of the Golga River by the treachery of the Three Nation Alliance. A thousand years of knowledge and the perfection of the warrior arts...
Cool Load by Wally Runnels A black air taxi roared over on its way to JahdFo, a penal colony on Mars. Probably twenty years old and wearing a ragged T-shirt with bushy hair and...
The Zen Master by Wally Runnels Rocky was nervous about Moss Briggs. Hadn’t seen him for a while. Past eighty years old, he lived below the Mexican-American Border. He was a tough ole boy...
Maddie by Bill Tope Maddie worked as a customer service rep. for Sears and at work, no one knew that she was a lesbian, or so she thought. It’s not that she was ashamed...
Back In The Saddle Again by Doug Hawley The man knocked on the door of the cabin in a saddle, the slight depression in the trail between the lower part of Hawley Hill and...
Trust Issues by Alastair Millar Be a paranormal investigator, they said. It’ll be fun, they said. And I’d believed them. I hugged the wall in a shabby hallway, while my partner Phil the Brick...
Guts and a Gun by Jason Lairamore Now, I’m from Chicago, a dirty city-boy through and through, raised on the streets, and still working on the streets. I do odd jobs, bits of this...