short stories
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The Cold Road
In the world without the sun, the cold was all its own entity. It slithered across the earth in silence, a smothering weight that pressed down on the land and left it cracked and broken. Whatever colors had once decorated… Continue reading
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A Sales Rep’s Guide To Eternal Employment
As a sales guy at GlitchWorks, Inc., I’m not one to question the ins and outs of the IT department. My job is to sell our “product,” whatever that is. The truth is, I’m pretty sure nobody knows what we… Continue reading
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We Sold Our Souls For Rock ‘N Roll – And It Wasn’t That Bad, To Be Honest
“Dude,” said Axel, lead singer of SludgeForge, as he waved the freshly signed contract in the air. “We did it. We’ve actually done it.” Jax, their bassist, leaned in, eyeing the contract suspiciously. “What … did we do exactly?” Axel… Continue reading
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The Last Drop
The sky was a hazy shade of red, dust hanging in the air like a fog that never lifted. Miles stretched ahead, and the land was dead and empty, save for the crumbled skeletons of what used to be civilization.… Continue reading
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Neon Mirage: A Drake Cipher Story
The rain hammered the windows of Drake Cipher’s office, drumming a steady beat against the glass. Neon lights from the city below bled through the darkened room, casting long shadows over his cluttered desk. Drake stared at the glass of… Continue reading
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The People Watchers
Every Saturday at precisely 9:00 a.m., a peculiar group of individuals would gather at Maplewood Park. They called themselves “The People Watchers.” Led by a bespectacled man named Harold, the group was as committed to their craft as any avid… Continue reading
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Carl’s Late-Night Fright
It was one of those crisp October nights when the world feels a little off-kilter, like a scene from a dream you can’t shake. Carl didn’t usually go for late-night walks—especially not when the wind had a bite like this—but… Continue reading
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I Won’t Forget About Ida – Part X
The winter had finally given way to spring. The cold, oppressive weight of ice and snow had melted into warmth and light. Streets that had once been slick with frost were now alive with the colors of blossoming flowers, and… Continue reading
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I Won’t Forget About Ida – Part IX
The sanctuary had become a prison. What little refuge Eliot and Ida had found within its walls was quickly crumbling under the relentless pursuit of the Forgotten. The air grew heavy with their presence, suffocating, as if the atmosphere itself… Continue reading
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The Enlightenment Of Olivia
In the Pipitone household, chaos was a way of life. On this particular Thursday morning, however, the energy had reached a new high—a frantic, disorganized whirlwind that even the most seasoned tornadoes would envy. Nick was frantically searching for his… Continue reading
God Is In The Radio 