Two Days before Florence by Chris Benton

Two days before Hurricane Florence hits, I wake up with another concussion. My wife’s been giving them to me every other week for months now, and I don’t know which one will be the blessed last. During the latest, I was having another dream of hell, laid bare within a vast, piss-reeking ditch with all…

Lucita’s Salacious Secret by Jesse “Heels” Rawlins

Mescal peered at the fifteen women assembled on the mesa— They sure got that boy aroused. Not because they sprawled half-dressed …. But because they lay there dead. Me? I grabbed the Canon looped around my neck—and rabidly fired pictures. I knew from prior visits we had no phone reception here. The sun sat high…

Piano Man by Graham Wynd

‘That do for you, Tommy?’ Eric had a think. Surely he was always Frank and Earnest: Frank in the north, Ernie in the south. This was north. ‘Frank, love, the name’s Frank.’ Daftie. But she was well fit, a regular gym devotee. He was a bit surprised when she responded so well to his flirting….

The Tut by Paul D. Brazill

After enduring forty-five years of a marriage that was, at best, like wading through treacle, Oliver Beacock Robinson eventually had enough and smothered his wife with the beige corduroy cushion that he’d accidentally burned with a cigarette two fraught days before. Oliver had been, for most of his life, a temperate man and he had…

Things That Are Mass-Bloody-Produced in Bloody Leeds by Don Stoll

Back then Ellen had wavy hair falling on her shoulders. But twenty years on, even with it chopped short I recognized her in the paper right off. Then I saw the headline about the Leopard of Leeds being caught, all credit to Detective Inspector Ellen Flay of the York and North East Yorkshire Police. She’d told…

Godan Blood Harmony by Garret Schuelke (Part Four)

Shadows began to cloak the Kalamazoo Mall as the sun went down. Families, buskers, college students, and various other folks were enjoying the evening, unaware of the evil presence that hid among the rooftops, waiting for his prey to arrive.   He felt his spawn approach. He looked over, and saw three figures in the…

Number 13: A Noir Ghost Story K. A. Laity

‘Why me?’ Kriste asked, knowing it didn’t matter.   ‘Because you’re the littlest. And because I said so.’ Bishop smiled at her, but it wasn’t a nice smile and not just because of the teeth knocked out. Mum said his dad did it, but Bishop said he was fighting with a copper and got the…

The Muse by Sebnem E. Sanders

Sharma’s passion was writing, but she had to toil at a boring job. She devoted any free time to her work in progress, trying to adhere to her daily word count target of 1000. Always scribbling in her notebook, at lunch break and after dinner at home, she immersed herself in stories instead of going…

Pork Pie Hat by Frank Westworth

Something suitably sinister for All Hallow’s Eve… The door slipped silently closed behind the last happy customer. She left singing, her departing tune humming on the condensing air, her own take on the last verse of the last song she’d heard. The last song she’d hear; the last song she’d sing. The Chimp left his…

MAXINE UNLEASHES DOOMSDAY by Nick Kolakowski (Excerpt)

File 2.78.93821.2 Date: 5/29/2110   Recovered from the hard drive of a Winpple Laptop Series 5, the last generation of that device line to enter the consumer market. Although the drive was heavily damaged (REF: Midtown EMP, “Big Guy War,” Final Stage), our machine-learning algorithms managed to extrapolate most of the missing text using contextual…