You sell your soul to a demon, but they are quite new to soul buying... PART 3
Stepping back into my flat, I was met by a cloud of billowing smoke, with a voice bellowing from within it. “WHO DARES CLAIM OWNERSHIP OF...
I started writing flash fiction for fun on the train to work. It now looks like I won't be doing that for a while so I'm going to try and keep it going here.
Stepping back into my flat, I was met by a cloud of billowing smoke, with a voice bellowing from within it. “WHO DARES CLAIM OWNERSHIP OF...
The task this time was to write a story based on this picture. Actually quite fun. If you like the picture the artist is called Leesha...
A concept prompt I answered over the weekend, as I was stuck staying up late sorting out my blood sugar. The brief was: "In the year...
“You can cut the Art of the Deal bullshit out right now”, I said with a grin. “I know that it’s valuable. And so do you, or I’d still be...
“So. It is done”, I said. “I don’t feel any different. How quickly is this supposed to work?” The demon shifted awkwardly. “To be honest,...
“The sulphur swirled sensuously around the supine form of the subject in the summoning circle”, lisped a voice in the smoke. “Dammit...
When Anne finished speaking I sat back. My shoulders and lower back burned despite the comfortable chair. Apparently I’d leant forward...
The ride downtown the next morning was a quiet one. I tried to lighten the mood a couple of times, with jokes about woodworm, and how my...
I saw someone post this pun based story set up: "From birth, your parents have done everything they could to stop you from going out...
The crew of the USS Nebraska swung into action. Later, I'm sure the XO would take some pride in the quiet ballet that ensued. Volume is...
“Diving Officer, make your depth 20 feet,” the XO ordered. “Make my depth 20 feet, aye, sir,” I heard in reply. Very Low-Frequency depth....
“What do you mean no magic?” she said incredulously. “I think there’s not a lot of wiggle room in that statement, Oh Mistress”, I...
First time doing a Constrained Writing exercise. It had to include all these and be a police procedural, under 800 words. Ritual Hiraeth...
The wing had been chewed off along with a few other bits here are there but it was, unmistakably, a dragon. Not the watered down, PG...
The Bearer Bonds sat on the table in front of me, apparently oblivious to the moral problems they were causing me. I looked over every...
It didn’t look like any gate I’d ever seen. It didn’t look like anything I’d ever seen. Even the Ambassador surely couldn’t move it. Some...
Being woken up by a hunger pang is up there with the worst possible ways to start a day. Fortunately, I had no idea if this was the start...
As I fought, a deeply unhelpful part of my, soon to be drowned, brain, pointed out that perhaps screaming as I fell was not such a great...
Captain Edward Smith shooed the man away with a wave of his hand. "Yes, yes, another sea ice warning. Good lord, Phillips, don't you have...
Phillipe was proud of his uniform. Unlike his companions, he believed what it represented was bigger than him. Porthos said he respected...