The basement of the 8th street building where Frankie’s kiss was located was dark and damp and I shivered at the memories it tried to pull out of my head. Ant put his hand on […]
Category: Short Story
Mors Praetor – part 1
The city was still bright with street lights even though it was closer to midnight than not. The Night Life building was a bright beacon in the ever-changing skyline of New York. Every light was […]
Dreaming of You
This is the aftermath of Falling Lying next to Alex in our bed in our new home was priceless. It was ours. Not mine, not his, ours. Our family. And even with all that I’d […]
Falling
This is not related to any short story prompt but AJ felt compelled to write it. The color of the leaves changed from their lush greens of summer to the reds, yellows, and oranges of […]
Helpless – part 3
I fell to my knees when my teacher disappeared around the corner. I didn’t have to worry about someone seeing me, the nature of our existence was clad in the shadows, and the night was […]
Helpless – part 2
Before we left, Mr. Hall took me to the armory. A whole room dedicated to killing things. I had been here once before when I was issued a survival knife for my survival training. Today, […]
