Short Story Saturday: Dream Girl

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Photo by Adobe Stock on Pexels

Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled Dream Girl. Please enjoy. I am currently listed at #16 on feedspot’s Top 20 Short Story Blog page. Please check it out. Also, if you haven’t already checked out my FAQ on my upcoming book, Magic Once Removed, please check that out as well. Thanks again!

“I dreamt of her again, Dirk,” Mark said.

“Jesus, really?” Stan replied.

Mark proceeded to tell his best friend of the petite young Asian woman with her auburn eyes and thick jet black hair wrapped into a ponytail of whom he perpetually dreamed. He especially emphasized her thick black-rimmed glasses in his description as he was really into that for some reason. He’d always close by going into vivid detail how he’d kiss those thick pink lips.

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Short Story Saturday: Run to Daylight

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Photo by Adobe Stock on Pexels.

Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled Run to Daylight. Please enjoy.
Also, I have a few announcements to make. I am currently listed at #16 on feedspot’s Top 20 Short Story Blog page. Please check it out. If you haven’t already checked out my FAQ on my upcoming book, 
Magic Once Removed, please check that out as well. Thanks again!

They swarm me. A sea of hands reach out to me, claw at me, attempt to clutch me in their hands and fiercely bring me to my knees. These twenty-two eyes have observed me for a while. They have only recently been moved to a manic frenzy. They are now more feral beasts than men.

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Short Story Saturday: Melody Wiles

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Photo by Wyron A on Unsplash

Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled Melody Wiles. To me, this feels more like the first chapter of something bigger than a full story so maybe something bigger will be made from this in the future. Regardless, Please enjoy.

In all my years, in all my experience, I have never quite met anyone like Melody Wiles. Her bright eyes, wide smile with cute dimples and innocent face coupled with her sweet voice belied her true nature.

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Short Story Saturday: The Hands That Move

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Photo by Amar Saleem on Pexels

Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled The Hands That Move. Please enjoy.

Introduction by Harold Koonce, police sergeant, Evergreen, Washington

So a lot of people want me to talk about this story and post it online but to tell you the truth, I don’t find the story all that interesting compared to how we found it. You see, I was just sitting in the station talking to my pal Murphy when suddenly this man busts through the doors like a bat outta hell.

He starts talking about how he and his friend decided to do some exploring over on Douglas Island right off the coast of Evergreen, one of those places that are supposed to be off-limits to everyone by the Douglas Island Natural Area Reserve an account that it is one of the few places that has all those Ximuce trees, though now that I think about it, I’m not sure why that’s sort important. We got plenty of those in mainland Evergreen.

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Short Story Saturday: Thing That Must be Done – An Abecedarian Story

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Photo by Tom Adams on Unsplash

Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled Thing That Must be Done – An Abecedarian Story. This story was inspired by https://www.writersdigest.com/prompts/abecedarian. It was done mostly for fun but I wanted to see whether I could make a compelling short story using a restrictive format. Plus, there were a couple of other short stories I am in the middle of writing that for one reason or another I could not finish “in time” (i.e. before Saturday) so I posted this story instead. It is also the reason why this story is shorter than usual. Regardless, please enjoy.

I stalk my prey late at night. Jumping from shadow to shadow, the city’s large and looming skyscrapers serve as the perfect cover. Killing a man is never a pleasant prospect. Letting him continue to perpetrate his nefarious deeds, though, was something I could not allow, especially after what I had learned.

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Short Story Saturday: Out of the Blue Corner

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Photo by NeONBRAND on Unsplash

Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled Out of the Blue Corner. Please enjoy.

His arms ached. His legs wobbled. His bloated body gasped in exhaustion. Both fists felt like blistered hams underneath his gloves. The lights were so bright his skin became dry and flaked. The canvas felt like concrete underneath his feet. The smell of burnt cigarettes and cheap bourbon wafted in the air. The hazy lights in the smoke-filled room that was so thick that the crowd seemed like an amorphous luminous blob that moved oddly to and fro like a wave.

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Short Story Saturday: Veiled Intentions

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Photo by Cherry Laithang on Unsplash

Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled Veiled Intentions. Please enjoy.

My wife and I found the place on an unassuming four-way corner in University Place after visiting family. I wanted to drive on but my wife insisted we pull over and if you knew my wife, you’d know it is often best to do what she wants. The name was what appealed to her. “Magick Sanctuary.” She has always been fascinated with that kind of stuff. Melinda can never resist the lure of the so-called forbidden arts. I’m certain that she really believes in magic though she denies it whenever I ask her. It is childish to even suggest she’d believe such silly notions as spells and curses, she always claims. Her eyes always betray her, though. Whenever she speaks of mysticism, her eyes always light up with the kind of brightness you’d only get from someone who truly believes. Not to mention all those times she’s really been fooled.

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Short Story Saturday: Birth of a Mercenary

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Photo by Pixabay from Pexels

Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled Birth of a Mercenary. Please enjoy.

“Help! Help!” Her cries spurred him to action. The young man loved her and would do anything for her, though she did not reciprocate. He dropped his hoe and dashed to his humble cottage. He pushed aside furniture and removed a straw floor mat to reveal a hole where he hid his broadsword. Perhaps he should have returned it to the royal military when the war was over but amongst the scores of weapons pilfered from the fields of fallen soldiers, no one was going notice a single missing broadsword. Continue reading “Short Story Saturday: Birth of a Mercenary”

Short Story Saturday: Only Could Be More Heartwarming Set in Philadelphia

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Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled Only Could Be More Heartwarming Set in Philadelphia. Please enjoy.

With a loud bang, splinters flew across the room. A wave of armored men wearing helmets and masks flooded the room with the ferocity of water through a hole in a broken dam. The young man’s swivel chair flew backward and hit an adjacent wall as he immediately fell to his knees with his hands over his hand. Their assault rifles pointed at him, their flashlights providing the room its only illumination save the luminescent glow of the young man’s laptop that resided atop a crudely made wooden table.

“I surrender!” the young man shouted.

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Short Story Saturday: This Night Did Not Go As Planned

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Photo by NIKOLAY OSMACHKO from Pexels

Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled This Night Did Not Go As Planned. Please enjoy.

The young man flushed the toilet. Normally an innocuous and mundane action but tonight it was the denouement of a night filled with terror.

It started innocently enough. Greg fiddled around with an object in his pocket as he sat on his girlfriend’s couch. He had never visited before. All their interactions had either been at his small studio apartment or in the public and he was certainly surprised to learn that she lived in a mansion.

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