Poe Fernandez thrives on the wrongness of Midnight Falls. He likes to think of himself as a wrong person, who took the right wrong turn, and found a wrong place to which he can finally belong. Midnight Falls will be a perfectly fine place to die. That matters to Poe because, at 31, he knows… Continue reading A Twisted Fate (A Midnight Falls Tale)
As far as Bronte Hallows is concerned, Midnight Falls is her purgatory. Though she's never lived anywhere else, she has to believe that other places are better. She also believes she will never see them. Not a one. She is wrong. Bronte is on her afternoon jog, the second of her regular three a day.… Continue reading Beyond the Vale (A Midnight Falls Tale)
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
I'm so excited to announce that my short story, "Rebecca Kills the Beast," will be included in the upcoming anthology, Chrysalis. Chrysalis is a collection of fairy tales about transformation, overcoming obstacles, and character growth. In "Rebecca Kills the Beast," the daughter of a widowed merchant agrees to be sold to a charming King, only… Continue reading Chrysalis: A Fairy Tale Anthology
With wide-eyed fear, Jordie listened to all the bumps in the night; the way the old floor boards below creaked and clicked and clacked with liveliness. After 120 years, she realized, the Living had come home to haunt her. © Shyla Fairfax-Owen
As a boy, he was told his imagination was big and bright and beautiful; but as a teenager, people seemed a lot more troubled by it. As an adult, he learned to keep secrets, deciding that no one else had to know about the tiny little elves and centaurs that lived in his backyard --… Continue reading Micro Fiction (Two Line Tuesdays) – The Truth Keeper
It was so strange, she thought, that the villains in fairy tales were all ugly old women or wolves that could talk. After all, Daddy wasn't either of those things. © Shyla Fairfax-Owen
(358 words) She didn't want to wake up.
(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.
Hi All! I am re-posting two of my own Halloween-themed stories below. The first one, Jack, is from last year, and the second is Little Monster, from this year. I hope you enjoy them (again). Jack “Step 1: Dissect” Mary moved the instructions out of her way and set to work. The knife was efficient;… Continue reading Two Short Halloween Stories