Something Wicked
by JD Phillips: I notice her almost straight away, a lovely bundle of bronzed flesh in a fitted black dress gently teasing the straw within the drinking glass before her to demonstrate the manner in which she could be teasing [...]
by JD Phillips: I notice her almost straight away, a lovely bundle of bronzed flesh in a fitted black dress gently teasing the straw within the drinking glass before her to demonstrate the manner in which she could be teasing [...]
Reader’s Choice selection from DMC’s flash fiction group, Friday Frights. by Lisa McCourt Hollar: The lights had burned out but Samuel didn’t mind. He’d seen the creatures that dwelled down here and he didn’t care to see them coming. Thomas was [...]
Reader’s Choice selection from DMC’s flash fiction group, Friday Frights. by Jeffrey Hollar: It’s too late to apologize. I feel no remorse for what I have done, though, so the sentiment would be specious. I am a man of vision, of [...]
by Don F. Muchow: The heavy gray clouds hung low and seemed to close in around the weary man as he picked his way up the barren hill toward the lone landmark, a small stone structure. March winds pelted him now [...]