Fiction

Happy Halloween: The Honey Trap

In the late 1800’s, H.H. Holmes, tagged as America’s 1st Serial Killer, built a hotel of horrors in downtown Chicago. No one knows how many people were killed within it’s walls nor how many people in all that Holmes murdered in his lifetime. He confessed to 27, however it’s suspected that as many as 200
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“Who is this mystery candidate you want us to fund, Victor? We want to meet him before we give him our money,” Walter Scott, Victor’s boss said. His long gray hair was pulled back in a ponytail, which hung down the back of his Hawaiian shirt nearly to the waistband of his cargo shorts. A
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[Chris] Welcome to another addition of Now, Now. Today we have with us Elderberry Wines to talk about the Prestigious Hugo Awards and the new Sad Puppies supported Dragon Awards. [Elderberry] Please, call me El. I am so pleased to be here, Chris. I have been a fan since you had on Rachael Moore. [Chris] Umm…that
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Elderberry06: Can you believe this garbage? The puppies are all talking about the Dragon Awards like they’re something special. Bluebunny: I hate puppies! They try to ruin everything. Can’t they just be put to sleep? Notfound404: You did tell them to start their own award. Elderberry06: Well we didn’t mean it. What if people like
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Here is Chapter 1 of my recently finished novel, Path of Angels. Enjoy. Aadi stopped, gave a quick glance over her shoulder at the dark alley behind her. The massive brick buildings lining the industrial park had produced military weapons and ammunition during the Great War when New Athens had been at the height of
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Kiss Our #Texass Goodbye

Last week Britain decided to exit the EU. The aftermath was what can only be described as bizarre. You would think that the world’s economy was going to collapse, the sky was going to fall and/or it’s the beginning of the apocalypse. If it hadn’t made the international news would anyone have even cared? This
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Declan Finn's Number One Fan

“Why do you make me do this to you? If you would just be quiet, I wouldn’t have to use the duct tape.” I through the blanket over Declan’s prone body in my back seat. “Now, I don’t want any more trouble out of you.” I pushed his feet inside and closed the door. I
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“It is a beautiful day, don’t you think?” Father Gregg said as I approached, a smile lighting up his youthful face. He was sitting on the grass neatly packing his few possessions in his bag. He looked up at me and frowned. “Is there something wrong?” He asked. “I dare say, I won’t stop if
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