Archive for category FREE Fiction
The Man In The Video
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on November 28
Warning: This story contains very adult themes and descriptions of sexual activity. It’s not porn but could be offensive to some. If you are bothered by such things, do not read further.
A Spell to End the Year
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on November 21
#flashfiction Jakothar the wizard stared up at the towering peak and shuddered. The mountain was taller than he had thought, its peak reached above the clouds to the heights normally reserved for the gods. He considered turning back, abandoning this quest and resuming his life. No, screamed an agonized voice in his head. He had […]
Blood of the New World
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on November 15
#flashfiction #vampire Nosferatu, creature of darkness, undead, bloodsucker; these were the names they called him, these sniveling, daylight loving, bags of blood who were his prey. Little did they know his truth; he was a prince of his kind, and was no more an animated corpse slinking through the night than this vessel whose depths […]
A Long, Lonely Climb
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on November 7
#flashfiction The sun punched through the swirling snow returning Paul Ling to the world. The blizzard which had forced him to shelter under the rock outcrop had turned the mountain into deepest night and then when actual nightfall had come the world seemed to disappear leaving him floating, cold and alone in the void. The […]
It’s the Great Pumpkin Charlotte Brown
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on October 31
#flashfiction #halloween “Trick or treat,” four youthful voices shouted in unison. “Happy Halloween,” Charlotte Brown said and rose from her chair on the porch of her house. Charlotte was dressed as a witch, but not too scary of a witch – she didn’t want to traumatize the very young kids who might visit her home. […]
It’s Not Rain
Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on October 24
#flashfiction Clancy rolled out of bed and staggered to the bathroom scratching an itch in his stubble and yawning wide enough to make popping sounds in his jaw. He partied hard last night and his vision refused to focus; he planned to ‘drain the main vein’ as he liked to say, and go right back […]