microfiction A Name To Die As Tom always expected his past would catch up to him one day. Sometimes he even hoped it would.
microfiction For Research Purposes This scoop was going to be Oliver’s big break. While mainstream journalists repeated stock fear mongering, he was going to pen a bold first-hand report of experiencing this “astral meth”.
microfiction A Temporary Fix It all happened so fast. Getting the call from the boating club. Rushing to hospital. Being told that Callum had passed. And then, slim dangling hope - “There’s an experimental procedure…”
microfiction Hungry Roots Brian was proud of his apple orchard and took good care of his trees. Including the ones he let grow wild around the edges of his property. But sometimes pruning is called for…
microfiction Any Resemblance To Real People Is Terrible Craig loved how people loved his scrappy little campus horror mag. He never wanted to give it up. And what they didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them…
microfiction Beneath The Eighth Step Ellie felt so lucky to have inherited her aunt’s charming cottage and collection of art materials! But turns out she’s accepted more than a house…
microfiction Kiss Of The Feathered Vampire At first Steph thought she’d done very well last night. After all, she didn’t have a hangover. Just weird bumps on her neck…
microfiction The Power Of Unholy Friendship Father Bernard has carried out countless exorcisms, and doesn't expect this job to be any different...
microfiction Sunshine Sanitarium Case Reopened (Not Clickbait) Denise and her brothers had tried recording ghosts plenty of places before, but she had a feeling Sunshine Sanitarium was going to be their big scoop…
microfiction Super Replaceable In a more primitive era, being zapped to another timeline would leave one disoriented, but these days every superhero had a phone widget for that. And this city looks exactly like the one Caroline just left…
microfiction Breath Of The Clockwork Heart Bell-Tender Heath watched the tower’s clockwork tick and whir. Everything was exactly as it should be. He didn’t look out the windows.
microfiction Stranded With The News Before the clouds descended, Fran had lamented not being connected to the city…
microfiction No Laughing Matter Of all the curses to sweep the world… clowns. At least turning into a zombie had a dignified sort of pathos.
microfiction Worse Than Alone Kelly woke to find the internet down - and the city empty. Surely there has to be SOMEONE else left?
microfiction A Demonic Force Meets A Father's Resolve If only more parenting books thought to mention signs of demonic possession.
microfiction Guardian Angel's Deputies Seek Hero When a child has an accident, it’s up to his guardian angel, living teddybear, and anxious under-bed monster to arrange rescue!
microfiction The Light Mage's Shadow What Helen was about to do would get her not only thrown out of the academy but stripped of her magic and possibly interred in the Wayward Crypts. Alive.
microfiction The Last To Leave Agatha had always sworn she’d never do this. That she wouldn’t be the one to steal away the last scrap of family her brother had. And yet…
microfiction Stringent Parental Drop-In “See you soon!” Maggie trilled into the phone, then sprinted into the kitchen in a panic. “My parents are visiting!!”
microfiction Give A Hand While it’s normal to try all sorts of rheumatism cures, very few people turn to demonology. But Agnus had a quilt to finish.
microfiction He'll Clean Up Nicely, I'm Sure When Lucy declared that she was giving up on dating, her friends were entirely sympathetic. Her renewed interest in robotics didn’t strike them as odd either… at first.
microfiction Post-Mortem Advocacy “I wouldn’t say I KNOW the deceased, exactly - I only met him after he died…”
microfiction Dandelion Kinda Romance Sometimes love smells like roses and chocolates. But it can also smell like fresh wildflowers and muddy boots.
microfiction Fairy Godmother Daytime Drinking Even running a small pub in a small town, Ian had seen all sorts. But he’d never had anyone storm in sporting full evening wear at lunchtime. And them being four feet tall with glowing butterfly-esk wings was also novel.
