Read – A Mouse Trap – First Short Story From 2020’s Christmas Collection

Once the world seemed full of magic, and then the world changed, but deep down, in the depths of places not seen, the magic never left, it only grew pungent with decay... Matt “There is no happy fat man in my story, there is only Yuri, and he is neither fat nor jolly. So let …

Read – Be Thee In The Rain – First Short Story From 2018’s Christmas Collection

When the facts were checked, and the lines crossed out, 2020 was a year not only wished to be forgotten, but a year no one ever wanted to revisit, 2018 however... Matt “If what you say is true, then we must change the outcome!” Spider laughs loudly and wipes the tears that run down his …

I Wasn’t Invited – 50 Word Story

“The ball was not as enjoyable as I had hoped, there were too many memories lost within the walls of the old hall, memories that took control of my senses,” she says through tear filled eyes. “Memories? What sort of memories do you have from there?” “They weren’t my memories.”

There They Jingle – 50 Word Story

The light explodes, leaving the room in total darkness. Lloyd stand silently still while his heart beats erratically in his chest. Soon the seconds tick over into minutes, and he still dare not move, then he hears the jingling of sleigh bells once more, and lets out a stuttered sigh.

Without A Thud – 50 Word Story

The jar hits the ground with a volatile explosion, sending shards of glass and strawberry jam across the floor in all directions. He looks up at the others and smiles wryly and holds out his hand.“Pay up,” he says proudly.“Seriously?”“What, you think I was joking?” he sneers.

Casually We Cried – 50 Word Story

He stares into her hate filled eyes and spits venomously towards her. “You shall not have what is not yours. You shall only have the leftovers, and nothing more!”The sneer that creeps across her lips cuts through the air more than her words ever could, separating flesh from bone.

We Of Definition – 50 Word Story

“A defining moment, you called it. A twisted defining moment. Yet the moment wasn’t defining, was it?” he says as he looks across the room towards her. “But, I died. Wasn’t that defining enough?” “Death doesn’t define anything, it is but a stepping stone, a misguided glance, an endless nothing.”