All Stories, Humour, Story of the Week

Any Crow In A Storm by Nik Eveleigh

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At the top of the eastern tower hunched against the wind, the man in black gazed out across the grey, winter waste of his homeland. His strong hands gripped the cold stone of the battlement as further assurance against the restless elements and neither his stance nor his stare wavered.

He was a man of many names. In the hushed, excited tones of children telling ghost stories he was The Darkman. To the men who had battled at his side throughout the surrounding lands he was Nightstrike. His dear, departed mother had referred to him as Wherizzeethistimethelittleshi…

Everyone else called him Stormcrow. Continue reading “Any Crow In A Storm by Nik Eveleigh”

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Literally Stories – Week 3

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Week 3 saw Literally Stories publish two new, very different authors, Jon Green and Xavier P. Xavier.

In fact, all five stories – Do Eros Sevens Dream Of Jupiter And MarsThe RiverHep C And A Lot Of CodeineThe Elite AgencyListening In , which featured during Week 3 were unlike any other we have published to date.

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All Stories, General Fiction, Story of the Week

Listening In by Jon Green

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Ray had been listening in for some time now. It was fair to say that not much happened. He was paid regularly and managed to make ends meet, sure. Most of the time, that was all he cared about. The days were hardly springing by like joyous animals, but neither were they crawling in the vein of pained snails. Rent got paid, the cupboards got refilled and occasionally he treated himself to a trip to the local cinema. Work was work though, and he turned up daily at nine in his suit and tie, draping his jacket on the hook behind the door, sitting at his computer, and donning his pair of headphones. Continue reading “Listening In by Jon Green”

All Stories, General Fiction

The Elite Agency by Xavier P. Xavier – Adult Content

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You emerge from the wet room, naked. Walk down a long corridor and into your bedroom where you dress in a lacy white thong, a lightweight short-sleeve translucent blouse in lime green and coral pink.

No bra. No footwear.

Outside the mercury hits twenty-seven degrees Celsius. Inside you have the air-con set at nineteen. Yet despite all your efforts to stay cool, heat rises to your skin, chasing away goose-bumps.

Continue reading “The Elite Agency by Xavier P. Xavier – Adult Content”

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Literally Stories – Week 2

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Week 2 on Literally Stories and no one can say we did not live up to our globe-trotting promise.

Monday witnessed a Welshman, living in South Africa, writing disturbing American based horror.

Tuesday, Swedish funny man Tobias Haglund landed us in Germanville trick-or-treating Nietzche et al.

Wednesday and it was but a short trip to Dover for an Englishman and his Romanian girlfriend.

Thursday saw a return to the USA. More unpleasant goings on in the backwoods with squirrels and…sorry folks, that would be telling.

Friday brought Week 2 to a close with a suspect Russian Product’ which was up for negotiation in an offer you really would want to think twice about.

Continue reading “Literally Stories – Week 2”

All Stories, Horror

The Product by Victor Bort

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“Can you imagine someone who knows that he may be living his last year?”

The enquirer was sitting in a wheelchair opposite me – a man in his late forties to early fifties, broad-shouldered, dressed informally, black hair with streaks of silver grey, intense brown eyes, clean shaven.

“How old might he be,” he went on, “and what might be the reason for his imminent departure?”

He eyed me questioningly, an enigmatic smile on his pale, handsome face.

“I believe you’re not referring to yourself,” I smiled back.

He grinned broadly and chortled, “Well, a bit of sarcasm won’t spoil the pleasure of our interaction.” He pressed one of the buttons on the arm of his wheelchair and moved closer. “Are you really sure you want this?

Now, he was staring at me intently, unblinkingly. “Let’s put it this way: Are you adamant in your decision?” Continue reading “The Product by Victor Bort”

All Stories, Humour, Story of the Week

Trick-or-Treating in Germanville by Tobias Haglund

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Hans wandered a street in Eaten-Notthemeatenberg, a small rural city in Germanville, with his sister Gretel. The siblings were about to go trick-or-treating. They came to a house and rang the doorbell. A man, with a prominent mustache, called Friedrich, opened the door.

”Hello, Sir. Trick or treat?”

”What in the name of…”

“God?” Gretel asked suggestively.

“Please… God is dead. We killed him.”

“Did you kill God!? How could you…” Gretel cried out and both of the children ran away from the horrible man.

“No! You have misinterpreted me!” Nietzsche yelled and hoped that no one else would ever do the same. Continue reading “Trick-or-Treating in Germanville by Tobias Haglund”

All Stories, Crime/Mystery/Thriller

A Gift For Cheyenne by Nik Eveleigh (Adult Content)

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I know you’re watching me.

My eyes don’t work like they did in my twenties but I can still see you pushing up against my kitchen window, gawping. I should’ve pulled the curtain before I sat down but no matter. The glass could do with a lick but you can see the bars through it just like the others. And you can see me clear enough. Continue reading “A Gift For Cheyenne by Nik Eveleigh (Adult Content)”

All Stories, General Fiction

Friday by Jane Dougherty

There are some lives that don’t begin in earnest until they are almost over. Time is almost used up before the moment is reached, the decision taken that will give life some meaning. Until that moment, only holiday snaps show that time has moved at all. Children grow up, then move away and there are no more holidays, no more snaps. Time passes unnoticed. Continue reading “Friday by Jane Dougherty”

All Stories, Crime/Mystery/Thriller

Dilemma – An Experiment by Hugh Cron

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The woman cuddled the sleeping child who was oblivious to the man pointing the gun. The father stared and reasoned and wondered if he could. The other man also sat looking for an opportunity. The gunman stepped back and sat down in the armchair.

“Don’t even think about it folks. I know how to use this. I don’t panic and please forgive my arrogance but I am a damn good shot. I won’t miss.”

“What do you want?”

The father tried to keep his voice steady.

“I will get to that but let me first say, you are simply unlucky. I have nothing against any of you. But having just finished your barbecue, sitting having a drink and me seeing you is all that it has taken.”

She pulled the kiddie closer. Continue reading “Dilemma – An Experiment by Hugh Cron”