The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part Three – The Butcher 9
Serial Fiction Novel The car dropped the Butcher at an enormous iron gate on one of the last floors of a public parking. The gate was covered in graffiti and seemed out of...
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Serial Fiction Novel The car dropped the Butcher at an enormous iron gate on one of the last floors of a public parking. The gate was covered in graffiti and seemed out of...
Serial Fiction Story Joe followed his father down the beautiful white steps of the historic building, staggering his steps. A servant opened and closed the awaiting car door for them as they slid...
Short Story Scowl-face stifled a laugh as I pushed past her and out the door, whose bells jingled cheerily and ruined my exit. I opened the car door and my mouth to explain...
Serial Fiction “That’s creepy.” Maura thought the same thing. Well, actually, at first she thought that she was crazy. But then she realized that the ‘incident’ was so in keeping with the rest...
Mystery Fiction “I am an anatomist. On the 25th of October, I was to teach a lecture on the dissection of the human body. As I approached my lecture hall, I remember distinctly...
Serial Short Story “Hey!” Any of the gallantry he had only moments ago was whisked away in an instant. Freak felt as his bowels clenched and then loosened. A smidgen of urine now streamed...
Short Story “Oh, great,” she said. “Now I’m hallucinating.” I smiled. “What do you mean?” I asked. She scoffed. “No, no. I’m not falling for that shit. If I’m dying then I’m dying...
Serial Fiction A heavy downpour of rain washed across the windscreen of the car. It was a black night, the moon covered by storm clouds. The alleyway Harvey had parked his car in...
Post-Apocalyptic Fiction I walked down what was once a city street, now weathered, split, and overgrown. The remnants of an American flag still flew high above be me. It stood tall and arrogant....
Crime Fiction Novels He remembered pain. He pictured it like a comet with an infinite tail. A tail that didn’t grow thinner with length but turned into a monotonous line, a constant companion in...
Serial Short Story Attention now turned toward his wounded hand. He didn’t have any bandages and he was without the energy left to rip off another shred of shirt. The sharp taste of...
Serial Short Story What he discovered was unsettling to say the least. It wasn’t a lengthy gash, by any means — but it was substantial. Yet, it wasn’t the size of the injury...