Archive for August 2017

Morgana

Nephilim Series: Morgana

A short story set in the world of my paranormal series The Nephilim. Morgana MacKerran sent the icy deluge squarely into Collum’s face. Her useless cousin bolted upright, sputtering. He shook his head and inhaled, she guessed, more water than air. Collum roared his displeasure, then ruined the effect with a fit of wheezy coughing.…

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Brax

Nephilim Series: Brax

A short story set in the world of my paranormal series The Nephilim. Braxton Camulus wore a signet on the last finger of his right hand. It was a finely wrought wood mosaic, set with a chip of raw ruby. When the stone began to glow, he stared at it for a long moment, then…

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Cameron

The Nephilim Series: Cameron

A short story set in the world of my paranormal series The Nephilim. Cameron Redmond woke with a start, heart pounding. His body was soaked with sweat. He kicked off the clammy sheet and lay staring up at the ceiling. Beside him, Piers slept like the dead. Like he always did after sex. Cam turned…

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Interview

Flash Fiction: Interview

You expect evil to reach out and slap you in the face. Not adjust its reading glasses and peer down at your resume. Roger Harmon looked so ordinary. So respectable in his gray suit and navy tie. If I hadn’t known what he was, hadn’t witnessed firsthand the devastation he’d caused, I never would have…

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Glasses

Flash Fiction: Glasses

I need glasses. Not because of what I can’t see, but because of what I can. I duck into a one-hour place. It’s not crowded, thank God. Just a lady in blue fussing with frames, and a guy in a suit pacing the waiting area. “Colors,” I tell the optician. Gary, his name tag says.…

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