fantasy Mr Grumpy's Secret Soul Every day I wonder if this was intended as some twisted mercy, or if that wretched angel came up with a torture so fiendish it never would’ve occurred to ME, a proud denizen of hell itself.
fantasy Buoyant Blessings From The Sea At the first light of dawn, as with every dawn, the children of the island rushed down to the ocean, combing their allotted stretch of shore. Praying to be blessed.
urban fantasy First Day At Vampire Coven Standing here, in the doorway of this ornate and very Gothic hall filled with impeccably dressed vampires, is giving me unerring flashbacks to my distant first day at secondary school, facing the crowded cafeteria all alone.
horror Out Fishing For Urban Sharks I slither from my burrow and taste the air. Ah, perfect hunting weather. But first, I should put my Guise on. What kind of predators do I want to eat today?
fantasy The Vault Of Arcane Neglect The air of the basement was dank and sour, undercut with the fizz of forbidden magics. The unhallowed graveyard of the Arcane Citadel’s guilty secrets.
fantasy Being My Shadow's Shadow Some days I think I’ve gotten used to being the shadow. Some days I feel it might be better this way. Other days I desperately long to scream.
realistic fiction A Beginning And An Ending I shouldn’t have read the letter. Should’ve waited for AFTER the family get-together, when it’d be safe to fall apart.
urban fantasy April Vampires! Immortality is great and all, but being twenty-six forever gets old - for the people around you, if nothing else.
urban fantasy A Friend In Mead “Be careful not to drink too much at once - fey mead will give you a real buzz.” While Davis believed Cassiopeia’s warning, he hadn’t worried about it. Oops.
fantasy A Burden Of Memory And Healing “The truth is a burden. You’re lucky you don’t remember.” I told him. And, like an innocent child, he believed me without question.
horror Gwen, Tell Me, Would You Rather... Gwen wasn’t pleased to be given some random new employee to “mentor”, even before whoever has her number started acting strange…
urban fantasy Urban Magical Survey Corps “I don’t understand.” Edna declared, in that managerial tone which seemed to expect reality to politely conform to the project plan.
urban fantasy A Special Meeting Of The Eldritch Botany Club Some people assumed that because the Eldritch Botany Club advertised itself as a “fun and friendly group”, you needn’t arrive precisely at the listed four o’clock. Nobody made that mistake twice.
scifi One-Point-Six To Twelve One-point six faces glared reproachfully from the dark corners of his improvised bunker. Twelve faces wept behind them. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry…”
fantasy Ghoulishly Good Business Sense The carriage driver clicked to the horses, who took off with what, had the humans been paying more attention, might’ve seemed unusual eagerness to leave the warm and safe inn…
urban fantasy What Remains Of The Old Fortune Teller Once upon a time, when the trains still stopped at Puddleton and the town prospered, the Puddleton Green was indeed green, and the site of many a festival or visiting attraction. But since then…
creepy A Capable Princess Crew The trip started so well, but now… what a way to turn thirteen. At least I’m not alone.
3rd person PoV Empty Except For Belief In Protocol “Good morning, captain!” SEMA chirped. “Do you have any special instructions for today?” Captain Riley’s corpse did not answer.
1st person PoV Sugar Spun Over Blood “Ooh, a rowboat!” She trills. You’d have to know her very well to detect the fury hidden behind her air-headed smile. “How romantic!”
1st person PoV A Ghost I Never Was Mum wrings her hands and frowns at all the hoarded tat like it somehow snuck into her house of its own accord.
1st person PoV Negotiating With A Genie “Hm.” A pair of glasses appeared on the genie’s nose, and a stack of books poofed into existence around him. “What kind of flight did you have in mind?”
epistolary Testing defenceBot27 Current configurations state “acceptable harm: Lethal”. This setting requires confirmation by an administrator level user or above…
3rd person PoV A Strange Domestic Bliss “My love.” Clifford said solemnly. “My muscle-bound pearl. My robust rose. While I would never denigrate your prowess or forceful presence… I have met your mother.”
3rd person PoV Coaching Your Human Is A Valuable Soft Skill Part of being a magical therapy dog is having trained in employee protection laws. As applies to both you AND your client.
3rd person PoV Gob Neighbours Mildred was in the middle of what she expected to be a perfectly normal delivery when… “A goblin!” As one the cooking staff - and the goblin - turned to look.
