Spellbound

Speculative Fiction by Adrian Fahy Written in blood-red ink, the B- goaded me from the corner of the page. It wasn’t the result of an in-class test, but a mark of my dwindling future. B for barrister, a career too prestigious for underachievers. B was also for St. Bartholomew’s, the hellhole I called school. It’sContinue reading “Spellbound”

Truck Maintenance

Flash Fiction by Stefan Kiesbye It was his slurping that convinced her she needed to act. Once more he guided the spoon to his mouth and sucked in the hot brown liquid. Kurt’s face was so earnest, so determined; he loved everything about his life. He loved his work, he loved her and what he’dContinue reading “Truck Maintenance”

No Job For An Old Man

Crime Fiction by Bern Sy Moss “I’m lying on a bed of snow and haven’t any idea why. I seem to have lost my jacket. My head is throbbing, the throbbing accompanied by a severe pain in the back of my head. I force my hand up to where I feel the pain and makeContinue reading “No Job For An Old Man”

Lights Out

Crime Fiction by Alex Finch As a lighting technician, I notice a lot of things about light in general. Like how it can change the scheme of an entire room. Everyone thinks it’s score, it’s dialogue, it’s this, it’s that, no. It’s the light. The dark colors, the backlighting, subtle red tinting, nothing too strong,Continue reading “Lights Out”

The Bayshire Butcher

Crime Fiction by Mick Rose Far from Marvelous mid-June Midnight fell on Puddingstoneshire, England. The dank fog wall that straddled the coast for hours now swept across the bay, swallowing the docks before blanketing the shire. Padded Skullcandy headphones cupping her teenaged-ears, a second bump of Molly bouncing through her happy brain, oblivious Becky BonnerContinue reading “The Bayshire Butcher”

A Cold Morning In Kansas

Flash Fiction by Emma Grey Rose Evan Schneider and Walter Klein stand in the middle of a field in Kansas, right off theInterstate. It’s winter. “You got any more in that flask?” “Nope.” It’s just before sunrise. Beside them, is a fence line and a dead horse. It’s brown withthick legs and a nice coatContinue reading “A Cold Morning In Kansas”

Between The Lines

Crime Fiction By Michael Downing The guy didn’t shut up. One of the first things you learn inside is to keep quiet, especially when you don’t know any other cons, but apparently nobody taught him that lesson. Stark had been like that the first time he got sent up too – a tough punk whoContinue reading “Between The Lines”

Her Eyes Didn’t Meet Yours

Flash Fiction By Steve Saulsbury Betty was eating in the walk-in again. Sitting on a 5-gallon bucket of pickles, next to a platter of leftover salads. The reception was over, the staff relieved, breathing more naturally. Soon, it would be time to break down the tables and chairs. The head table for the bride andContinue reading “Her Eyes Didn’t Meet Yours”

The Cost Of Doing Business

Crime Fiction by Pamela Ebel Jackie stared at what was left of the Toscani cigar in the ash tray as she sprayed air freshener around the living room. Tossing the empty beer bottle into the garbage can she considered how to handle the phone call to her sister. She and Christine had both been involvedContinue reading “The Cost Of Doing Business”