Stories tagged “fiction”

  • A Mystery Explained

    I should have known the pale faces would respond well to fear. I chuckled, remembering. I can still see the terror flashing across their faces, their eyes wide as I strode from the sea, a blue skinned demon with eyes of liquid fire. I’d burned th...

    • Author: Nemo
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
  • Out in the rain

    The rain made a soft slapping sound as it splashed on his upturned face. The drops were warm against his skin – carving paths through the grime and dirt on his cheeks. He stooped over and pulled up his hood to shelter himself from the downpour bu...

  • The End

    The frame rattled as Gus kicked at the door. He could hear yelling from the other side of the door but blocked it out – concentrating on the door. The sharp rap of his booted foot on the door rang in the hallway again and again. The door frame fi...

  • Mother To Son part 1

    Dearest Andrew It’s been 3 days now. I perfectly remember that day when you told me you were going to a friend’s to study. I was happy that you were getting back normal. Your wound had started to heal. Or that’s what I thought. It was...

  • Glitter and Chrome

    He checks his watch as he finishes getting dressed. It lists the usual time and date but also shows his bio-rythmns and the planetary alignments. Next week he should be at full power. The best time to pitch his new idea to the board of directors. He ta...

    • Author: Jer Ray
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
  • Chicago Chronicles Part 1

    Illyana Radovich hated to fly. In fact, one of the aspects she enjoyed most about her new…condition…was the tendency of people like her to stay nice and tucked into the city, letting other, less important people jet around the globe taking care of ...

  • Chicago Chronicles Part 2

    The village burned behind him as he strode confidently into the chaos of battle. How many years had it been since he had enjoyed anything else? The memories all blend together into a hymn of endless blood and night. Now he was on a parapet, holding a m...

  • Chicago Chronicles Part 3

    “Well I didn’t come all the way out here to watch hotel HBO,” Hagar said emotionlessly into the phone. “I was told that once I got here the contracts would be ready to sign. I’m staying the night, and if I haven’t heard anything by morning ...

  • Chicago Chronicles Part 4

    “Miss Radovich, if you do need anything…you know how to find me,” a thin voice hissed. The hideous form of Khalid then slipped back into the shadows and was gone. Not a moment too soon, Illyana thought to herself. The smell was overpowering. She...

  • Chicago Chronicles Part 5

    “I’m tellin’ ya man, this is what you’re lookin’ for,” Hagar squinted out of habit. Looking at a vial of blood in a dark alleyway seemed to require squinting. “Don’t fuck around with me, hippie,” Hagar disliked dealing through Heale...

  • Chicago Chronicles Part 6

    Illyana silently congratulated herself on retaining Diana. Smart, aggressive, and loyal were hard qualities to find in one package. “Diana, I need you to fly to D.C., and meet with the Prince there,” “But-“ Illyana waved her dismissively. ...

  • Chicago Chronicles Part 7

    The gang members body lay where it fallen from the gunshot. Only sixteen years old, Terrence never thought he would be shot in the head at midnight, miles away from his parents house in the suburbs. He didn’t even smoke. It was supposed to be an init...

  • Chicago Chronicles Part 8

    I had been awakened sometime in the afternoon by a call from a possible employer. My room was dark, but my internal clock told me it was far too early for any respectable speed freak to be up. “This had better be important goddamnit! How did you get...

  • Chicago Chronicles Part 9

    “That self indulgent little cunt!” Illyana stormed around her office, on the verge of frenzy. “Do you have any idea how many times I’ve sacrificed for him? And he has the audacity to ask me to loan his shell company twenty million dollars befor...

  • Chicago Chronicles Part 10

    “The Caves”, as they were known on Campus, were a series of pits, alcoves, and hideaways which ran along the river and were used for parties and hooking up. Elimelech was reminded of the region along the Afghanistan/Pakistan border. The places to h...

  • War for Minneapolis Part 1

    Gabriel shuddered against the biting wind of the Minneapolis night. No matter how often he stayed here he never quite got used to the weather. He heard that the summers were almost brutally hot. Of course, to the undead, any amount of sunlight was term...

  • War for Minneapolis Part 2 (Mature)

    Fuck this rat-hole. A sense of superiority permeated Ghengis’s movements as he made his way down the snowy streets of Downtown Minneapolis. Even though he had never been here before, he was sure that nothing from or around this place would ever ...

  • The Stream of Broken Memories

    As our boat floats down the river carried only by the water’s current, we give a last look at what was once our home, our parent’s home, and the home of their parents; now consumed almost entirely by fire. A shiver runs down my spine as the...

  • War for Minneapolis Part 3

    “What do you want Jinko?” Tyler was tired. Strands of blonde hair fell in front of her eyes as she fell back into the black leather recliner that she considered to be her ‘thinking chair’. “Sire, I thought you should know...

  • San Lucas at Night

    It was almost night at the San Lucas outpost just outside of Los Gorriónes, a small, dusty town on the edge of the frontier. The occasional buzzard could be seen circling the open lands in search of supper. The air was tense. Father Michael thumbed th...

  • Those Jagged Shards

    I don’t really remember everything that happened that night they started. Everything is separated into jagged, cracked shards. Little bits of sounds, and touches, or pictures. They barely fit together. This happens each time It happens. Everythin...

  • Expatrination

    There had been an inquisition, of sorts, into the nature of the Expatrination. Some said it was inevitable; others, that it had been unforeseeable. Walking in the halls of the capital building, I subtly felt that it was in some way a mix of both. When ...

    • Author: L. E. Young
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Dick

    It wasn’t as if I couldn’t see the headlights of that car. I had time, and plenty of it, to get out of the way. I just stood on the white stripes of that crosswalk and stared him down. If he was really so bent on murdering me, he’d wa...

    • Author: L. E. Young
    • Posted over 8 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Pursuit of the Free Market

    The Crimson Horde tore through the deteriorating defenses of what was formerly the extensively fortified capital of Kar-Arak. They had expected at least a partial response against their noisy incursion, but had so far encountered nothing but abandoned ...