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The Interview by Fred Miller

The Interview by Fred Miller Following a long step down from the bus, he moved across the sidewalk onto the plaza and gazed at the gleaming monolith rising out of  the ground and disappearing...

Short Stuff by Frederick K. Foote, Jr.

Short Stuff by Frederick K. Foote, Jr. Nobody in San Juan, California, would have ever predicted how Tuesday Gipson would turn out. She proved the adage, don’t judge a book by its cover.  Tuesday...

Two Birds With One Stone by Mark SaFranko

Two Birds With One Stone by Mark SaFranko Rex Givern’s parents were against the idea from the beginning. “A zoo? That’s damned dicey, isn’t it?” His father made most of the snarky comments, but...

Enigma by Zachary Toombs

Enigma by Zachary Toombs I could only describe that feeling as a dark, lurching beast that clawed at me only when it chose to. Even after all that time, I never grew used to...

Balance by Brandy Nicole Jones

Balance by Brandy Nicole Jones The sun glared down upon the land, harsh rays of light chasing away even the briefest hope of blessed shade. Moisture hung thick and heavy in the air, clinging...

The Witching by Carter Bays

The Witching by Carter Bays “Miah, wake up… Miah… Jeremiah!” “Wha– Who? Where?” Came Jeremiah’s groggy reply. He attempted to rub the sleep from his eyes and identify the voice coming from the foot...

The Twin That Wasn’t by Zaitouna Kusto

The Twin That Wasn’t by Zaitouna Kusto Reza was the twin that survived and so he was an only child. His sister, who would have been named Rula, died inside their mother. Nevertheless, Reza...

Caught Between Two Loves by Charles David Taylor

Caught Between Two Loves by Charles David Taylor Here’s the thing: mom absolutely would not tolerate lying or betrayal, and I was about to do both. It was seven-thirty Monday morning, and we were...

I’m Back by Frederick K. Foote

I’m Back by Frederick K. Foote I’m back. I’m back in Mississippi again, and the hair’s rising on the nape of my neck and forearms. There’s a cold chill running down my spine as...

Ilysveil: You Can Not Scream by J. H. Zech

Ilysveil: You Can Not Scream by J. H. Zech Corvus Morgenstern stood in the shadow of the crystal-laden white tower before him. A blue banner with a sun and crescent moon symbol flew off...