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."
Topic
urban fantasy
A collection of 94 issues
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.
The Monster Left Under The Childhood Bed
Student accommodations don't allow monsters. Blanket rule.
Viciously Violent Verbosity
As alliteration assembles arcane arcs, the entire market trembles. The glottal hags are fighting AGAIN.
Footsteps Out Of Place
Once you made that fifth turn and could see the exit it would all go back to normal.
Like Finally Finding Shoes That Fit 2
Joy bubbled in Sam's throat and rattled against her diaphragm as she eased the shirt on - making sure nothing touched the sigils on her arm.
Like Finally Finding Shoes That Fit
'Come on, Sam. You can do this.'
Her heart pounded as she stared down at the illusion patches. Funny. The sigils painted on waxed paper looked kinda like temporary tattoos.
Buying Shares In Our Future
"Dear friend, you have me all wrong! Iām not selling paltry investments! No, Iām selling shares in FUTURES!ā