Midnight Falls is a cursed town. Or, at least that's what Adelaide Williams has always been told. It's not as though people walk around on their tippy-toes, jaws clenched, bracing for the next bad thing. It's more like everyone is walking around, living their lives, almost unaware that they're all collectively holding their breath. It's… Continue reading Welcome to Midnight Falls
Flash Fiction – Cry Wolf
“What day is it?” she asked. “Friday.” I caught a shadow of a smile behind Olivia’s fluttering eyes. “That’s good. I like Fridays.” “What do you remember?” She shrugged, and let her head fall back against the pillows. “Being here. I remember you, sort of. But it’s a bit like a dream. Where did you… Continue reading Flash Fiction – Cry Wolf
Flash Fiction: Crash Landing
Harris adjusted her glasses and squared her shoulders before knocking on the door. Lewis was the kind of man who found it easy to ignore small people. Today, her goal was to make herself big, at least in his eyes. She rapped three times. From the other side, a gruff grunt came in response; a… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Crash Landing
Flash Fiction – Forever
(358 words) She didn't want to wake up.
Flash Fiction – Full Reset
(895 words) Juliette's eyes spring open in a panic. The vein along her neck throbs, pumping the blood hard and fast. A firework of pain explodes inside of her mind and her spine wrenches, thrusting her chest towards the sky.
Flash Fiction – Stitch Together
Imogen rolled the crochet hook between her thumb and forefinger, chewing the inside of her cheek. Her grandmother's stitches were so precise, so intentional; she couldn't help but worry her clumsy fingers would ruin them.
Flash Fiction – Song & Salacity
Beneath her fingers, Percie felt the spine of her book crack and peel. She wondered how many times she had read it, but the only sufficient answer she could arrive at was 'not enough.' Outside, a quiet night symphony was building. A light howl in the wind whispered desires through the air and crackled the crisp autumn leaves that dangled carelessly from branches, plotting their winter descent.
Flash Fiction – Little Monster
(815 words) 'Tis the season to be spooky!
Micro Fiction – The Takers
(100 words) There are things that go bump in the night. They don't live under our beds or in our closets. They live inside of us.
Flash Fiction – Chocolate
(475 words) - I'm rifling through my shrinking sac of supplies, listening to the fire pop and crackle behind me. Then I hear it. A crackle, sure, but not of the ember variety... someone is behind me.