Archive for category FREE Fiction

Apocalypse Blog – Day 1

Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on October 4

This is a work of FICTION. This is not an actual blog of my experiences during the COVID-19 quarantine (the fact that the author is named Joey should be your clue). It was first posted on my Patreon page and I’m now sharing it here and on my Facebook page. it will not be daily […]

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Apocalypse Blog – Day 12

Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on April 24

This is the latest post in a series I’m writing on Patreon. If you become a Patron, you can read them all along with a boatload of other free fiction content. As a patron, you can also receive every book I ever write at no charge. —– Have you ever had one of those days […]

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Groundhog Day

Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on February 2

Phil was finally dead. I had been in service to that fool for what felt like eons but I remember the day well, it all began on February 2, 1886 as the humans label time. On that day, a witch whose true name I never learned (may she languish in agony in the Pit until […]

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Tonight, on Ghost Discovery – preview

Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on June 4

This is a preview of my latest short story – available on my site, Amazon and wherever you might purchase your e-books.  “Tonight on a special live edition of Ghost Discovery, Nick Carter and his band of ghost hunters take you inside the famous Ghost Museum in Las Vegas, Nevada. The museum is home to many […]

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Give Me the Moon

Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on May 27

Nexon was the most powerful wizard of his age and he was in love. Nexon lived in a tower of crystal and rainbow-hued stone perched on a cliff overlooking the sea. He had created the tower with powerful magic and it was both his home and an amplifier of his prodigious power. People from across […]

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The Ritual

Posted by dewight in FREE Fiction on May 20

This flash fiction eventually grew into my novel: The Light Within The cultist pulled a hood over my head blocking all light. I could hear the other members of the cult chanting in some guttural, gurgling language. The smell of whatever they were burning was making me nauseous. They began to chant the same sound over and […]

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