Welcome! I hope you are doing well. Please enjoy the following short stories. Here you will find a plethora of different forms of fantasy and metaphor. You may be in the mood for an innocent escape or a dark story filled with intrigue. I intend to have something for everyone.
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I am pleased to announce that my short stories have been published into a book! I have also published a dark fantasy fiction novel! As soon as you buy your copy, the proceeds go towards UNICEF USA’s COVID-19 relief fund, and Planned Parenthood!
When Alaska Says Good Morning
The eagles who fly over the mountains of Alaska sing as opposed to shriek. The brown bears who wake with their young empower the forest. The moose add mystery and intrigue as they evade humans but will not hesitate to charge to protect their own. The sheer monumental height of the mountain tops kiss theContinue reading “When Alaska Says Good Morning”
Dinosaurs in the Basement
Warm and humid air blew through the rain forest. The two brothers found themselves perfectly lost amidst a mysterious world. Was it a jungle in Africa, or a forest in Japan? Wherever they were, they knew they were no longer in 1998. BOOM! An enormous and heavy thud bellowed throughout the land and shook theContinue reading “Dinosaurs in the Basement”
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3 Days & 2 Nights
Will the young urban besties really enjoy three days “unplugged” from their busy city lives?
The King and Queen
As he stood there by his writing desk, he looked over to her. There was something too familiar about the look in her eye as she was dressed by her lady’s maids. She looked back at him as she thought the same. Why hadn’t she yet seen how much like her own his eyes were?Continue reading “The King and Queen”
The Three Necessities of Truth
The alarming calls of the roosters can be heard from afar as they awaken the blacksmith’s apprentice. He is met by the amber glow of dawn, on a misty autumn morning. He wakens, and smells and hears frying meat. The roosters’ call is now joined by the squeals of pigs as they are fed theirContinue reading “The Three Necessities of Truth”
The Wisdom of a Father
Under the vastness of the open and endless starlit night sky, a yellow lab looks to her owner. She smiles and pants with anticipation and excitement to run and play. He removes her leash and away the pup will run. This man will look to the sky and in silent wisdom cry. His respect forContinue reading “The Wisdom of a Father”
The Diva is a Vampire?
Well obviously it all started on my phone. I was a freshman at Reigh Grove University. I was studying cosmetology and getting my Associate’s in Business. Like literally everyone else, I had a dating app. I had the app just to keep a casual social circle. Alpha Kappa Mu was my fraternity and we gotContinue reading “The Diva is a Vampire?”
A Solitary Traveler’s Thoughts
“Oh Universe, we among my species theorize and speculate. Still, disinformation is a contagion of ignorance that the damned deem as valid intel. Tell me please directly, how does one legitimize the status quo? Platitudes are the plight and the plague of politeness. Disingenuous disposition is the dysentery; the disintegration of a once possibly edifiedContinue reading “A Solitary Traveler’s Thoughts”
Joy in the Creases of his Eyes.
Query is yet another affliction, another addiction. Hence my tense knuckles, and anxious heart. I can only be grateful of the vastness, majesty, and elegance of the world around me.” If I were a man deserving of reward, would I fail so often? Is it perhaps because I fail so often that I am deservingContinue reading “Joy in the Creases of his Eyes.”
The Mother Who Adopted
She walks over to the stereo and loads the vinyl. She presses play and awaits the tunes. Her sister walks in from the kitchen with two glasses of white wine. Her husband is cooking in the kitchen, and her two young boys assist. Funky acoustic sounds fill the warm living room. Then, syncopated minor pianoContinue reading “The Mother Who Adopted”
When a Girl Finds Her Power: Part 2
“Now Rebecca, try not to explode it. I know you can, but please focus on moving it two inches to the right.” Paul, Rebecca’s father said as he ran to the other side of the basement to take cover behind the weightlifting set. Rebecca, just a few weeks after graduation had made many changes. HerContinue reading “When a Girl Finds Her Power: Part 2”
The Orphaned Vampire
You asked who employs me? Well I call this individual Estrella. You might know of them as something else. The Devil goes by many names, and often is he portrayed as male, and the total embodiment of all evil. Lucifer, Day Star, Beelzebub, Morning Star, Satan. The list continues. Evil needs to exist in orderContinue reading “The Orphaned Vampire”
When do the Fae Fly?
That a child may laugh without ever having to be taught, is a beautiful thing. That a mother’s song needs no singing lessons is purity in an innocent form. The Fae are a people of great mystery, and will only spread their wings when the timing is just right. As a grown man, I canContinue reading “When do the Fae Fly?”
A Dream of Home and Hope
Evergreen are the plains of open fields and rolling hills. Across it all a warm and orange afternoon sunlight bathes the world; The traversing family is grateful. Sad is the son who longs for validation. He closes his eyes for some relief. In his slumber, he is transported to the land of sunset washed fields.Continue reading “A Dream of Home and Hope”
What Not to do With Dolls.
His name was Cody, and everyone wanted him. He was kind, funny, and always went out of his way to help anyone. He always stood up for the kids who got bullied. He was also really smart, but rarely ever did he let anyone see that side of him. Cody was very much down toContinue reading “What Not to do With Dolls.”
I am the Falling Leaf
I am ground-bound and browned as I lay on the air as I am guided to soil. My colors are my ways. My colors are my days with you. Shades of brown hold the dimensions of my culture. The yellows are the flowers, sunlight, and softness in your face when you press against my weatheredContinue reading “I am the Falling Leaf”
The Shadows in the Forest
We were just kids. Tom really loved to throw pennies into the swamp. We all did. The Boys of Center Street, that’s what they called us. And we loved it! We were a gaggle of losers, and we were unstoppable. “I dare you to…” was the weakness we all shared. It was freshman year ofContinue reading “The Shadows in the Forest”
Does the Willow Truly Weep?
The powerful whooshing sounds of feathers were steady as the majestic mated swan couple landed on the still lake. The breeze was light and cool on this early autumn morning. The pumpkin vine was near its harvest as it tangled and wove along the open field of long grass surrounding the lake. The wise andContinue reading “Does the Willow Truly Weep?”
When a Girl Finds Her Power
The tapping of rain on the windows of the library, coupled with the soft sounds of pages turning were soothing to Rebecca as she studied for her finals. She wore an orange cardigan over an ivory white silk blouse that she paired with black jeans with rips in the knees. Her glasses were large andContinue reading “When a Girl Finds Her Power”
The Medicine Boy
Crying on the steps of a Castilian Gothic-era gilded church could be heard for two miles in every direction. Yet, no one bothered to soothe the terrified orphaned boys. An Ecuadorian policeman happened upon this sight and recognized the regular visitors. He picked up the screaming children, whose clothes were tattered, and soiled. Quito inContinue reading “The Medicine Boy”
The Sultan Who Loved a Genie
The air was damp, and the sand was as hot as one needs to cook lamb. Dragons as common as thieves took to the sky as they hunted camel and cattle. The summer desert sand swooped and lumped like the curves of a woman. To oversee this land of opulent superfluity there lived a sultan.Continue reading “The Sultan Who Loved a Genie”
Fighting for Love
As I prepare for battle, I can only think of him. He is my reason. He is my end. He is the air that I breathe. In my slumber I dream of a world where we can only know sweet acceptance, and where our love can escape from the shadows. Still, fight I must. ShouldContinue reading “Fighting for Love”
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