Don’t Knock, Someone’s Home – Short Story
She shouldn’t be doing this. Bright Life consultants haven’t done door-to-door sales since the early 2010s. Social media has made building a network so much easier than it was when Michelle’s mother started selling in the 90s. The company advises against door-to-door sales. It isn’t safe. Especially for a thirty-three-year-old woman with no family at…
The High School – Demon Hunter #2
Screeches and moans echoed through the long, dark hallways of Bedford High School. Jessie brushed off her dark jeans. She had to climb in through a window at the back of the school left open by her friend Amanda. Jessie’s services weren’t exactly approved by school officials. Amanda, desperate to keep the school from closing,…
Captured
Life on the International Space Station wasn’t always exciting. We would go days without anything new. The stars remained relatively the same. Asteroids and comets would come in clusters and leave within a matter of hours, leaving us the only object for miles. The moon colonization project had been canceled so we were the only…
Destiny – Demon Hunter #1
This story was written for a creative writing class in college. I have wanted to turn it into a short story series for a while now. Jessie crept slowly through the cornfield behind the old farmhouse. She was careful not to alert the hounds standing guard on the porch. At the edge of the field,…
Family Cemetery
The kettle shrieks as the water inside boils away. I let it scream; the sound echoing through the stone walls of the family estate. It sounds old. Estate. It looks old too, and it is, for an American home. My great-great-grandfather built it in the 20s, after he made his fortune. He was, by all…
The Bunker
Anna’s alarm clock fills the room with artificial sunlight. She rolls over. The clock reads 7 a.m., but she has been awake in the darkness for at least half an hour. Even in the aftermath of total, global annihilation, she is still an early riser. She turns off the alarm, pulling off the thin linen…
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