adventure

The Vladivostok Express by R. K. Olson

The Vladivostok Express by R. K. Olson Below, the landing strip appeared to surface amidst an emerald green sea of trees. The pilot pedaled the rudder and banked the long box-type fuselage bi-plane west....

Glenna by Lara McKusky

Glenna by Lara McKusky A plate of French toast dotted with powdered sugar slid in front of Glenna, knocking her smartphone aside. Eyes locked on her breakfast, Glenna’s hand shot out to catch the...

UFO of the Yards by Garret Schuelke

Editor’s Note: Read the previous adventure of Gray Wolf (please don’t call him that) by clicking the link: “Trial on the Chicago River by Garret Schuelke” UFO of the Yards by Garret Schuelke A...

The Zen Master by Wally Runnels

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...

Dead Position by Jenna Calloway

Dead Position by Jenna Calloway The Colonel’s clockwork tarantula unfurled in response to the typed command, then scuttled over the edge of the pit and triggered the game’s pneumatic mechanism. The macabre chess board...

Fiori’s Cabinet of Curiosities by James Fitzsimmons

Fiori’s Cabinet of Curiositiesby James Fitzsimmons April O’Casey fired the Winchester through a slit in the steel-reinforced coach. Bouncing on the bench across from her, Tobias Breen clutched a valise and shut his eyes....

Revenge is Wild Justice by Gary Ives

Revenge is Wild Justice by Gary Ives Arthur rattled the old cowbell he’d lifted from the table beside his cot. Minutes later, Lopez quietly entered holding a flashlight. “Señor? You okay?” “Help me to...

Book Review: Adventures of Sadie and the Mysterious White Fox

A moving memory of a beloved fur-baby The Adventures of Sadie and The Mysterious White Foxby Jeffrey Frye (Author), Stephen Miller (Author) I love the idea behind this children’s book. It is beautifully designed...

Countdown by Steve Carr

Countdown by Steve Carr -24- I can’t stop Debra from crying. She just left another frantic message on our son Jason’s cellphone.  He’s seventeen. I think I might have broken my thumb, stupidly smashing...