Forever Loved
At first you thought I was delusion. Your grief playing tricks on you. I didnāt know enough to tell you otherwise; I was barely five months old when I died.
Topic
urban fantasy
A collection of 160 issues
The Spill And The Scarflette
Mildred had noticed the red scarflette wrapped around the old womanās left wrist; when you worked a cafe you got to know people by traits rather than names. But she hadnāt taken particular heed. The scarflette was justā¦ there. Unremarkably remarkable.
Until the spill happened.
RIP Debbie
Judge Evans wished this case was being handled by someone with proper knowledge of werewolves. Or pet chickens.
Check The Basement
I was woken by a tapping sound. For a moment I thought it was the oak tree outside my window. Then I remembered this new house doesn't have trees near it...
Barking Up The Correct Tree
It was Gary's first time collecting materials from a magical tree, and while the tree being able to talk helped it also made him feel awkward.
Oaths And Guidelines
The elderly goblin sighed. "They keep swearing my humors are all normal, but..."
The Hotel Listens
"Don't worry about the sounds, itās notā¦ Itās just echoes. Sort of. Same for the voices. Itās nothing, honest. We think the building just gets lonely during the off-season. Thereās no actual ghosts."
A Touching Warning
"They tricked me. I've never needed a hug more in my life but it's already too late."
Mr Flumkins Needs A Pet-Sitter
When a request came in for a week in a woodland cottage caring for a āspecial needs catā Tom didnāt hesitate. Now, here he was... staring at a rickety fence topped with skulls.
Sir, This Is A 24/7
This was what she got for slipping off-script and opening with āAre you ok??ā rather than the usual āCan I get you anything?ā. The guy being wild-eyed and covered with lacerations had thrown her. Not the usual kinda weird for overnight shift, even at a 24/7 gas-and-shopping place.