Short Story Sunday: Sunday Morning Coffee
Andrew stood in the doorway with a cup of coffee in each hand. “Rise and shine,” he said to the … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Sunday Morning Coffee
Andrew stood in the doorway with a cup of coffee in each hand. “Rise and shine,” he said to the … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Sunday Morning Coffee
Giving Blood Part 16 – The Austin and Elizabeth Stories “I can’t give blood.” “Why not? It isn’t live … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Giving Blood (an Austin and Elizabeth Story)
“Oh man, I wish we could turn into bats like in the movies. That would make things a lot easier.” … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Fallen
The Hunter A short story from Juliette Kings “We pumped quite a bit of blood out of your stomach. We’re … Continue reading The Hunter
Standing on the hill among the wind swept oaks blanked with mist from the lake she imagined herself in a … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: A Mysterious Stranger on a Hot Dry Day
Through the window the trees started to appear in the first light of the day. “You’ve been writing for days … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: A Mystery
“You call me a predator, yet you could not be further from the truth.” I remember those words, spoken so long ago. … Continue reading Further from the truth
Dear Diary, Blood red roses. Silk sheets black as a Siberian night. Skin as white and cold as snow. Cold … Continue reading Vampire Diary: Blood Red