War Stories

More assorted flash fiction writings from my little brain. Short and shorter and only wanting to bring a smile as you read it or a chuckle.

In a quiet Indian village, Meera lives with her father-in-law, Bhairav Singh. He’s a retired soldier. Her husband, Karan, serves in the army. One day, everything changes. Officers arrive with heartbreaking news. Karan has died in action. After the funeral, Meera finds a diary of Bhairav, his secrets buried deep.

Writing prompt of humans who pack bond with anything, including the darkness itself. A flash fiction that is a little dark and deals with depression.

In a mid-1930s London suburb, as storm clouds rise over the growing militaristic resurgence in Germany, a window cleaner shows his young son the ropes of his business and reminisces in thoughts and conversations about the Great War.

Average Joe was damaged in the First World War, shot down for the third time unlucky, often quipping that losing a leg and an ear he was "less than average" and at 43 was a confirmed bachelor. Then he met heavily pregnant widow Anjelica, "call me Anjie", but Joe thought she was an angel. And she was until her first husband turned up Out of the blue like a bad penny. Unusually, this story starts at the End rather than the Beginning.

A man retired from a secret government agency, hoped that his time with them was through. Little did he know that an enemy from the past was still on earth.

Charles Chase is the Chancellor of the Alliance. He is not a king, or a ruler, or a monarch of any kind. He is a leader. A leader of many worlds, many kings, many rulers, and many monarchies. Join The Chancellor as he finds wives, concubines, allies, and foes alike, treating each with the love, consideration, respect, or vitriol, they deserve. From his childhood friend to the daughter of the leader of a most hostile civilization, he meets the best of the best and the worst of the worst.

A story set in the Pinwheel Universe
Set in the Pinwheel universe, a landing craft on a mission to a remote jungle planet is shot down, the only survivors are the reluctant human pilot, and a wounded Borealan warrior. To his dismay she declares her intentions to complete their mission, if he will give his help willingly or otherwise. Forced to cooperate, the two must overcome their differences if they want to survive.

After escaping the ADVENT controlled city, our hero and his alien lover find themselves among the ranks of XCOM, a rag-tag band of soldiers and resistance fighters who are bent on driving the occupying forces off the planet. What will their success mean for the aliens who will be stranded on Earth, and how will the couple adapt to life after the war? (X-COM fanfiction)

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.