Dark Moments
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alt="We Can Only Fall by Callum Pearce"
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We Can Only Fall by Callum Pearce
Swept down from heaven on the wind of Satan's expulsion. My crime—merely witnessing dissent. I hurtled towards this filthy rock as flames ripped through my wings. In heaven, there was...
We Can Only Fall by Callum Pearce
Swept down from heaven on the wind of Satan's expulsion. My crime—merely witnessing dissent. I hurtled towards this filthy rock as flames ripped through my wings. In heaven, there was...
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alt="The Devourer by Warren Benedetto"
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The Devourer by Warren Benedetto
Maslowe stood absolutely still. Warm, rancid breath caressed the back of his neck. It had come for him. Abholos. The Devourer. Mist swirled around the thing, enshrouding it like unholy...
The Devourer by Warren Benedetto
Maslowe stood absolutely still. Warm, rancid breath caressed the back of his neck. It had come for him. Abholos. The Devourer. Mist swirled around the thing, enshrouding it like unholy...
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alt="On Thunderous Wings by Zoey Xolton"
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On Thunderous Wings by Zoey Xolton
The eldritch gods of the ever deep stir in the darkness from eternal sleep. The Void is silent save for a single scream, originating on Earth—a little girl’s dream. Devourers of...
On Thunderous Wings by Zoey Xolton
The eldritch gods of the ever deep stir in the darkness from eternal sleep. The Void is silent save for a single scream, originating on Earth—a little girl’s dream. Devourers of...
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alt="The Sound from the Moors by Joel R. Hunt"
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The Sound from the Moors by Joel R. Hunt
I cannot describe the sound that emanated from the moors all those years ago, nor speculate of its cause. All I can state with certainty is that it did not...
The Sound from the Moors by Joel R. Hunt
I cannot describe the sound that emanated from the moors all those years ago, nor speculate of its cause. All I can state with certainty is that it did not...
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alt="Enemies End by Karen Bayly"
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Enemies End by Karen Bayly
The great witch, Ophesia, sat leaning against an ancient oak. Even though her heart was drumming its final beats, she sensed his approach. “Come to mock my last minutes, Tarlin?...
Enemies End by Karen Bayly
The great witch, Ophesia, sat leaning against an ancient oak. Even though her heart was drumming its final beats, she sensed his approach. “Come to mock my last minutes, Tarlin?...
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alt="A Thousand Days by K.B. Elijah"
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A Thousand Days by K.B. Elijah
Red lips in a pale face, puckered in surprise. Tendrils of auburn hair haloing her head as if she dances underwater. Blue eyes wet with the first vestiges of shock,...
A Thousand Days by K.B. Elijah
Red lips in a pale face, puckered in surprise. Tendrils of auburn hair haloing her head as if she dances underwater. Blue eyes wet with the first vestiges of shock,...
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alt="Angel, Broken by Kelly Matsuura"
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Angel, Broken by Kelly Matsuura
“Don’t touch me!” Lailah waved Reuben away. Shame. Her emotions crackled and boiled, fighting for dominance. Reuben, always patient, held out a wet towel. “Let me wash your wounds, Love.”...
Angel, Broken by Kelly Matsuura
“Don’t touch me!” Lailah waved Reuben away. Shame. Her emotions crackled and boiled, fighting for dominance. Reuben, always patient, held out a wet towel. “Let me wash your wounds, Love.”...
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alt="The Death of Heaven by Lyndsey Ellis-Holloway"
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The Death of Heaven by Lyndsey Ellis-Holloway
His wings were ablaze, the heat intense as he marched upon the Golden City, alone. Sammael tore the Gates of Heaven from their hinges, leaving rivers of molten gold in...
The Death of Heaven by Lyndsey Ellis-Holloway
His wings were ablaze, the heat intense as he marched upon the Golden City, alone. Sammael tore the Gates of Heaven from their hinges, leaving rivers of molten gold in...
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alt="Miss Scarlet Hood by Lynne Phillips"
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Miss Scarlet Hood by Lynne Phillips
Miss Scarlet Hood met a bad wolf in the wood. “Where are you going dressed all in red?” She pulled a pistol and shot him dead. A witch appeared. “I’ll...
Miss Scarlet Hood by Lynne Phillips
Miss Scarlet Hood met a bad wolf in the wood. “Where are you going dressed all in red?” She pulled a pistol and shot him dead. A witch appeared. “I’ll...
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alt="The Woodsman by Chris Bannor"
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The Woodsman by Chris Bannor
They gave me an axe and sent me to cut down the heart of the forest. My path was dark; wolves snapped at my steps and gave chase as persistent...
The Woodsman by Chris Bannor
They gave me an axe and sent me to cut down the heart of the forest. My path was dark; wolves snapped at my steps and gave chase as persistent...
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alt="Protection Racket by G. Allen Wilbanks"
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Protection Racket by G. Allen Wilbanks
“Grandma, why do you put milk out at night?” The old woman placed the shallow bowl on the windowsill and pushed the window open a few inches. “It’s for the...
Protection Racket by G. Allen Wilbanks
“Grandma, why do you put milk out at night?” The old woman placed the shallow bowl on the windowsill and pushed the window open a few inches. “It’s for the...
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alt="Escape by Jacek Wilkos"
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Escape by Jacek Wilkos
I dreamed about this horrible city again. I was surrounded by monstrous structures of strange shapes and impossible angles, glowing with faint greenish light. The carvings covering them portrayed bizarre...
Escape by Jacek Wilkos
I dreamed about this horrible city again. I was surrounded by monstrous structures of strange shapes and impossible angles, glowing with faint greenish light. The carvings covering them portrayed bizarre...