Flash Fiction by Jason M. Tucker I’m not a criminal. Well, maybe a little if you judge me by the literal definition of one. Or when you look at some twisted things I’ve done. It’s not that I’m sick. The world’s sick. And I need to visit violence on people before I can sleep. CleanContinue reading “Bleach”
Monthly Archives: June 2024
Where’s My Car
Crime Fiction by Andrew Ricchiuti I don’t know whether I heard the noise or felt the vibrations first. I was in bed. My bedroom is above the garage. The noise sounded like my garage door opened. “Your garage door is opening,” the smart device announced. “An unauthorized opening.” A little late but better thanContinue reading “Where’s My Car”
Most Likely To Succeed
Flash Fiction by Boyd Blackwood An avid insomniac Internet fact-hunter, he learned how two Dutch security geniuses hacked a way to open S•••••-brand RFID-based keycard locks covertly. The S••••• system is used in three million doors in 13,000 properties in 131 countries. Including this mid-range mid-western Ramada where now, six floors below him in theContinue reading “Most Likely To Succeed”
Clear
Dystopian Fiction By Chris Bunton Sarah and her friends exited the city bus, and walked the short half block along the clean streets to the Metro Station. The young girls were dressed to the nines and were excited to get to the concert. They laughed, chatted, giggled and checked their phones, taking selfies. It wasContinue reading “Clear”
The Sun Never Sleeps
Flash Fiction by Michael Tyler Paul and I were like brothers. Better than brothers, we were like twins. People would say we’d been separated at birth, that’s how close Paul and I were. Every school day we’d laugh and scowl together, every evening we’d terrorize the neighborhood, every summer we’d head down to the beachContinue reading “The Sun Never Sleeps”
The Fine Print Changes The Game
Crime Fiction by David Calogero Centorbi In this business, there are two types of Hitters. First, no women, no children. Second, if the price was high enough, they would hit their mother. Truth is. I hated my mother, but I can’t think of a price I would’ve accepted to end her. So when the contractContinue reading “The Fine Print Changes The Game”
Heaps
Crime Fiction by Robert Wofford “I ain’t sure about this, Sheriff,” Deputy Barker said. “You gonna just knock that door down?” “You got a problem with it?” Sheriff Lowe said. “It’s a fuckin’ trailer at Starlight Trailer Park. A fuckin’ heap of shit in the middle of nowhere. Even God’s forgot about Starlight Trailer Park.Continue reading “Heaps”
Dirt
Crime Fiction By Sean Williams It was July. The sky resembled living watercolor; dark blues and soft purples slowly consumed the fiery streaks of sunset. The air was thick enough to taste, yet cool enough to breathe. The smells were vivid, damp grass, fresh dirt, and the unmistakable scent of sulfur. A congress of strangersContinue reading “Dirt”
Father’s Day
Flash Fiction by Scott Macleod Del could feel the old voice coursing around his brain like poison, but he felt he had something important to say so he tried to keep it together. Well missy look at you I suppose you’re one of them schoolboy smarty pants. “You see that guy?” said Del to hisContinue reading “Father’s Day”
True Crime: The Harpes
Historical True Crime by Chris Bunton It was back in the day of frontier America when virtually everyplace was wild and free. A place where both good and evil could flourish. People headed west. They longed for a place to call their own. So, they settled in the Appalachian mountains and had kids. They traveledContinue reading “True Crime: The Harpes”