Acid Death
by David Frazier: Drank it down. The horrible drink, Burned all the way From my mouth, To my stomach. Acid hydrochloric I think. Poison liquid in glass bottles Drops can eat steel plate. Eating, burning, Chews a [...]
by David Frazier: Drank it down. The horrible drink, Burned all the way From my mouth, To my stomach. Acid hydrochloric I think. Poison liquid in glass bottles Drops can eat steel plate. Eating, burning, Chews a [...]
by Phillip Donnelly: First Officer’s Log Oil Platform ARCTIC 5 November 04 Crew increasingly restless. Fight broke out at Dusk +1 between Flynn and Singh. Had to use stun guns used to incapacitate them. Were threatening each other with Swiss army [...]
by Alex Mcdermott: Horror authors are always looking for that new edge on a classic monster. Whether it’s the sparkling vampire or the mutated chemical beast, readers do not want the same tales retold. Eric S. Brown puts his spin [...]
by Alex Mcdermott: As horror writers search for that “new” monster to grab readers, they dig deeper and deeper into the depths of their imaginations. Authors give us mutants, chemical monsters, sparkling vampires, and an odd assortment of other creature [...]
by Alex Mcdermott: Somewhere in the 1970s, serial killers hit the media. Was it really all Manson? Or was it the bizarre Zodiac Killer who vanished without a clue? Who knows, but they made a splash. Then came the 1980s [...]
by Alex Mcdermott: Short story collections scare me a little. An anthology, with a multitude of authors, is sure to contain something that catches your attention. But staring down the pages of a single author and a whole bunch of [...]
by Sarabeth Pollock: Sookie Stackhouse is back in Charlaine Harris’s newest release in the Sookie Stackhouse Southern Vampire Series. The King of Nevada, Felipe de Castro, has descended upon Shreveport in an attempt to discover how his agent and fellow [...]
by Phillip Donnelly: WHAT’S NEW? There is nothing new under the sun, at least not in the world of fiction. We are all, it would appear, either listening to or retelling the same old story. Every hero you can think of, [...]
by Duke Droste: The neon palm stood out to him as Jack drove southbound on the four-lane thoroughfare. He knew it existed, but it never offered him more than a fleeting curiosity. When he returned the same way north, it [...]