The King’s Messenger
Goose fat slid down the king’s chin. He took another bite from the meaty shank clutched tight in his clubbed fist and chewed, openmouthed, as he watched the lowly peasant that bowed before him in his chambers. “You have news, then?” the king asked. “I do, sire. I’ve come from the front lines to deliver…
Dystopian Story Concept
The garden smelled sweet. The fragrance of flowers mingled with the musk of earth and fresh mulch. Translucent windows at the outer edges of the garden dripped with moisture from the humid air. Evvie ran a finger across one glass panel and watched as water droplets rained down, clearing away most of the gathered condensation.…
The Pain of Glory
A brown feather fell from Luke’s cheek. Not that he couldn’t spare the one. His entire body was covered in a mismatch of gray, white, brown, and striped chicken feathers that were plastered to his skin with hot tar. He shook as he lifted one blistered hand to sip from the stout mug the bartender…
The Dreamer
Mary once dreamed of becoming an interior designer. She dreamed of marrying her first love, who had also become her first heartache. She dreamed of raising children in the home she grew up in. Instead, Mary sat by her bed with an open suitcase in front of her. It was empty. She shifted, looking around…
New Horizons
Jim clung to the side of the mountain. The next handhold was too high to reach comfortably. Sweat poured down his face. He threw himself forward with all of his strength. Gravity caught up just as the tips of his fingers hooked over the ledge. Grunting with effort, Jim secured his feet against the rocky…
Imogene’s Expedition
Funding for the expedition ran out weeks ago. Imogene lay in the bitter snow. Her team was gone. The food was gone. She was too weak to move. But she’d been so close! She curled into a ball, hot tears fogging her goggles. It was over. The cold crept into her snowsuit. It bit her…
Maggots in the Meat
There were maggots in the meat. Professor Helena Slogar was no imbecile. She recognized a nefarious plot when she saw one. She’d been a participant in more than a few of her own. Of course, from the outset, Helena didn’t trust the invitation from the Duchess of Swayzee. Not only was the woman a foul…
The Last Fare
“Why am I here?” The woman wore pajamas, her feet adorned with unicorn slippers. A taxi rumbled quietly in front of her. The window rolled down and the driver tipped his hat. “Ma’am? I can take you where you need to go.” She pressed her lips together and nodded at the man’s kindness. “I want…
Awkward
Genoveve was pretty sure the situation was awkward. This is what awkward felt like, for sure. Will sat across from her. Will’s girlfriend, Ellie, irritably tapped her fingers against the break room table. “Well?” Ellie asked again. Genoveve shifted. “If it’s a problem, I can leave.” “No, you don’t have to leave. It’s fine,” Will…
Averting Crisis Ch. 2
Tabitha barely had enough money left for food; she certainly couldn’t afford another place to stay for the night. “You can do this.” Her stomach grumbled. She grimaced. “You can do this after you get some breakfast.” She dug through her pockets and came up with just enough to pay for a muffin. The street…
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