Dark Moments
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alt="Thrill of the Chase by Sara Omer"
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Thrill of the Chase by Sara Omer
When the hunger clouds my mind, I disappear into the woods, putting distance between my wife and the wolf. I lose myself in my transformation, pushing my lupine muscles to...
Thrill of the Chase by Sara Omer
When the hunger clouds my mind, I disappear into the woods, putting distance between my wife and the wolf. I lose myself in my transformation, pushing my lupine muscles to...
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alt="Like Father… by John Dougherty"
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Like Father… by John Dougherty
I guess I never really knew him. He left after two years, with apologies but no explanations. I didn’t tell him I was pregnant. If he wanted to leave, I...
Like Father… by John Dougherty
I guess I never really knew him. He left after two years, with apologies but no explanations. I didn’t tell him I was pregnant. If he wanted to leave, I...
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alt="Beware of the Werebear by Tracy Davidson"
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Beware of the Werebear by Tracy Davidson
She guides hunters. She knows these woods well. Every tree, every trail, every spot the bears have passed. All the well-hidden dens. Sleeping mothers and their cubs. Easy prey. She...
Beware of the Werebear by Tracy Davidson
She guides hunters. She knows these woods well. Every tree, every trail, every spot the bears have passed. All the well-hidden dens. Sleeping mothers and their cubs. Easy prey. She...
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alt="Too Dumb For… by Jeff Currier"
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Too Dumb For… by Jeff Currier
“Why’d they send him down here—record’s clean,” Azazel groused, eyeing the mangled soul. Galzuel tapped the tablet, “Notation says: ‘Too dumb for Heaven’.” “But where to put him?” “With pogo-stick-frogger-on-the-autobahn...
Too Dumb For… by Jeff Currier
“Why’d they send him down here—record’s clean,” Azazel groused, eyeing the mangled soul. Galzuel tapped the tablet, “Notation says: ‘Too dumb for Heaven’.” “But where to put him?” “With pogo-stick-frogger-on-the-autobahn...
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alt="Welcome Home by Kristin Lennox"
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Welcome Home by Kristin Lennox
Sid was neither fat nor claustrophobic, which made him the perfect burglar. His MO was to canvas a house, then slip into its walls at night, waiting for opportunity. Wedged...
Welcome Home by Kristin Lennox
Sid was neither fat nor claustrophobic, which made him the perfect burglar. His MO was to canvas a house, then slip into its walls at night, waiting for opportunity. Wedged...
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alt="The Final Embrace by L.B. Zinger"
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The Final Embrace by L.B. Zinger
January 21, midnight, -40 degrees. Twenty mph winds out of the northwest howled at the windows of the patrol car. The heater coughed and choked, barely keeping up. The cops...
The Final Embrace by L.B. Zinger
January 21, midnight, -40 degrees. Twenty mph winds out of the northwest howled at the windows of the patrol car. The heater coughed and choked, barely keeping up. The cops...
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alt="Stuck to the Truck by Juliann Wetz"
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Stuck to the Truck by Juliann Wetz
“Skunk!” Chuck raced into a nearby pond to wash off the stench. The January water was icy. Chuck scrubbed himself vigorously, then emerged from the water to discover that his...
Stuck to the Truck by Juliann Wetz
“Skunk!” Chuck raced into a nearby pond to wash off the stench. The January water was icy. Chuck scrubbed himself vigorously, then emerged from the water to discover that his...
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alt="Sharp Objects by C.L. Sidell"
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Sharp Objects by C.L. Sidell
“Mikey! What have I told you about running with sharp objects?” “Sorry,” Mikey replied. Jesse swiped the scissors from Mikey’s pudgy fist and turned. “And stop chasing your brother around...
Sharp Objects by C.L. Sidell
“Mikey! What have I told you about running with sharp objects?” “Sorry,” Mikey replied. Jesse swiped the scissors from Mikey’s pudgy fist and turned. “And stop chasing your brother around...
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alt="Oxygen Sceptic by Chris McGrane"
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Oxygen Sceptic by Chris McGrane
“Scientists and the lame-stream media don’t want you to know this, but humans can live without oxygen.” “We’ve been brainwashed into thinking we need it, so Big Pharma can sell...
Oxygen Sceptic by Chris McGrane
“Scientists and the lame-stream media don’t want you to know this, but humans can live without oxygen.” “We’ve been brainwashed into thinking we need it, so Big Pharma can sell...
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alt="Lawnmower Surfin’, USA by Scott O'Neill"
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Lawnmower Surfin’, USA by Scott O'Neill
The TurfPredator 9000 riding lawnmower stalled out against the trailer park’s lone palm tree, most of a six-pack wedging its accelerator down. A grisly trail of mulched Florida man glistened...
Lawnmower Surfin’, USA by Scott O'Neill
The TurfPredator 9000 riding lawnmower stalled out against the trailer park’s lone palm tree, most of a six-pack wedging its accelerator down. A grisly trail of mulched Florida man glistened...
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alt="Hello There! by Odi Welter"
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Hello There! by Odi Welter
Welcome to Hell! Can I just get your name and method of death? You weren’t aware you were dead? I’m sorry you had to find out this way, but I...
Hello There! by Odi Welter
Welcome to Hell! Can I just get your name and method of death? You weren’t aware you were dead? I’m sorry you had to find out this way, but I...
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alt="Fin Friends Petting Zoo by Don Money"
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Fin Friends Petting Zoo by Don Money
The idea, the man at the bank said, was a terrible one. Wesley didn’t appreciate the lack of vision the loan officer saw in his project. People loved farm petting...
Fin Friends Petting Zoo by Don Money
The idea, the man at the bank said, was a terrible one. Wesley didn’t appreciate the lack of vision the loan officer saw in his project. People loved farm petting...