INCLUDES ILLUSTRATION- The paperboy didn’t do it. He’s as guilty as hell, sure, but even so... he didn’t do it. So who did? Detective Jilly Anderson, fresh outta the Police Academy, notices something no man could: Elaine Foster is wearing her blood-splattered bra... inside-out.
A story in the Writing Prompt Stories Universe
You are an assassin. A little girl has just come up to you, handed you all her pocket money and asked you to kill her abusive relative. [Writing Prompt]
This is the sequel to my other story titled 24 Kills for Shelly. This 80000 word story finishes the end of man what the Norse (Vikings) called Ragnarok. I haven't finished editing the last couple of chapters so please don't get hung up on the grammar and spelling errors.
A young man wakes face down on concrete to find himself in a room with no doors or windows. Contusions and bruising on his head are painful reminders of the events that led him to where he was and as his memory returns, he realises he’s not the only one in trouble. He has to get out and fast…
A story in the Beyond the Wall of Sleep Universe Part of Gothic Horror Challenge
New Orleans used to be a city of elegance and beauty. It's all gone now, and instead of laissez les bons temps rouler, I get the leftovers from a Cold War era gulag. Except sometimes, I see things. Hear things too. A brass band leading a funeral procession. A whiff of magnolia. The whisper of live oaks draped in Spanish moss. I don't know what's real anymore. And I can't get out.
Whelp, this was an unfortunate twist of fate. To have to turn around and ask for help from a man I left broken years ago was not my ideal Wednesday night plans but, unfortunately, I've run out of better options. Broken myself, and bleeding, I need to get away from the men chasing me because these assholes are shooting to kill. I am Katerina and, beware men, I am coming in like a hurricane. Be prepared or get swept away.