Dark Moments
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alt="The Shape of Darkness by K.B. Elijah"
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The Shape of Darkness by K.B. Elijah
At first, I thought it was the real estate agent. Who else bothered to come onto the property but Sandy White, her box of cheap biscuits in one hand and...
The Shape of Darkness by K.B. Elijah
At first, I thought it was the real estate agent. Who else bothered to come onto the property but Sandy White, her box of cheap biscuits in one hand and...
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alt="Once by Raven Corinn Carluk"
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Once by Raven Corinn Carluk
Maggie stirred the stew, staring vacantly at it. Daddy would be home soon, would expect dinner to be hot and beer open and on the table. She didn’t want another...
Once by Raven Corinn Carluk
Maggie stirred the stew, staring vacantly at it. Daddy would be home soon, would expect dinner to be hot and beer open and on the table. She didn’t want another...
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alt="Lady in White by Harry J. Canis"
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Lady in White by Harry J. Canis
“Headless horse-riding monk! Really?” Harry gazed into the flames "It's true! And then there's the Lady in White story.” The group of teenagers looked uneasily at each other. The Abbey...
Lady in White by Harry J. Canis
“Headless horse-riding monk! Really?” Harry gazed into the flames "It's true! And then there's the Lady in White story.” The group of teenagers looked uneasily at each other. The Abbey...
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alt="I Can't Stand the Rain by Frances Tate"
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I Can't Stand the Rain by Frances Tate
“And the dreams?” the psychiatrist asks. “Stopped,” I lie, won’t admit the rain still brings them on. Worse than ever. I drive home, wipers dancing. Cooking makes me feel better;...
I Can't Stand the Rain by Frances Tate
“And the dreams?” the psychiatrist asks. “Stopped,” I lie, won’t admit the rain still brings them on. Worse than ever. I drive home, wipers dancing. Cooking makes me feel better;...
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alt="Night Drive by R.J. Meldrum"
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Night Drive by R.J. Meldrum
He woke, disturbed. The dream had been vivid, violent. Their car had crashed; metal, glass and flesh, all ripped apart. His mood changed when he saw everything was the same. ...
Night Drive by R.J. Meldrum
He woke, disturbed. The dream had been vivid, violent. Their car had crashed; metal, glass and flesh, all ripped apart. His mood changed when he saw everything was the same. ...
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alt="Sausage Soup by Jacob Baugher"
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Sausage Soup by Jacob Baugher
When the three sweating golfers in Speedos sink into the hotel’s Jacuzzi, I float to the pantry. Chef Jimmy never notices me. He’s too old to believe in ghosts. I...
Sausage Soup by Jacob Baugher
When the three sweating golfers in Speedos sink into the hotel’s Jacuzzi, I float to the pantry. Chef Jimmy never notices me. He’s too old to believe in ghosts. I...
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alt="Blame it on El Trauco by Ximena Escobar"
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Blame it on El Trauco by Ximena Escobar
Knowing the fate befalling virgins in the forest, Mirén never sent her daughter for firewood. Therefore, her husband’s claim that she’d been taken by El Trauco, met her suspicion. Although...
Blame it on El Trauco by Ximena Escobar
Knowing the fate befalling virgins in the forest, Mirén never sent her daughter for firewood. Therefore, her husband’s claim that she’d been taken by El Trauco, met her suspicion. Although...
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alt="Next Time, Take the Stairs by Nicole Little"
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Next Time, Take the Stairs by Nicole Little
My new job has phenomenal perks: travel, luxury accommodations; no expense spared. So the booking at this creaky old London hotel surprises me, I’ll admit. Late for a meeting, I...
Next Time, Take the Stairs by Nicole Little
My new job has phenomenal perks: travel, luxury accommodations; no expense spared. So the booking at this creaky old London hotel surprises me, I’ll admit. Late for a meeting, I...
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alt="The Kiss by Michael Crow"
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The Kiss by Michael Crow
The bite wasn’t what I expected. A gentle wispy kiss just below the beard line, whispering honey-laced allurements in my ear. Languor took hold of me and warmth filled my...
The Kiss by Michael Crow
The bite wasn’t what I expected. A gentle wispy kiss just below the beard line, whispering honey-laced allurements in my ear. Languor took hold of me and warmth filled my...
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alt="Covert Operation Helsing: Malawi Mission by Jacob Bowers"
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Covert Operation Helsing: Malawi Mission by Jac...
“You may have done your research, but you don’t know a thing about this place,” said my driver as we bumped along the muddy road. I clutched my crucifix and...
Covert Operation Helsing: Malawi Mission by Jac...
“You may have done your research, but you don’t know a thing about this place,” said my driver as we bumped along the muddy road. I clutched my crucifix and...
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alt="The Fliers Club by James Lipson"
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The Fliers Club by James Lipson
“Are you kidding me?” “I might be. Why?” “Seriously? Look in the mirror, tell me what you see.” “I see a well-appointed Armani suit, impeccable Testoni Oxford shoes, one of...
The Fliers Club by James Lipson
“Are you kidding me?” “I might be. Why?” “Seriously? Look in the mirror, tell me what you see.” “I see a well-appointed Armani suit, impeccable Testoni Oxford shoes, one of...
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alt="A Shot of Carmilla by Joachim Heijndermans"
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A Shot of Carmilla by Joachim Heijndermans
Funny, a thing like her being so beautiful. Asleep, she could pass for human, were it not for the teeth at the corners from her mouth. Sleeping beauty in a...
A Shot of Carmilla by Joachim Heijndermans
Funny, a thing like her being so beautiful. Asleep, she could pass for human, were it not for the teeth at the corners from her mouth. Sleeping beauty in a...