Short Stories

The wind was a beast determined to invade the small house Dan had constructed about eight years ago on the shores of a remote mountain lake. Finding the spot with all the materials he would need readily available within nature was pure serendipity. It was also exactly...

The Red Army was rapidly gaining ground. Although the soldiers of the Black Army were throwing themselves in battle-crazed, mindless charges against them, the Red Army soldiers were inexorably nearing their goal: to replenish their rapidly dwindling slave numbers. It...

Forty-two-year-old Brenda revelled in the delight of vilifying neighbours and spreading scandalous rumours. Her latest target was the oh-so-fresh-faced intern, Mary-Ann. “What a pretentious name,” Brenda thought uncharitably when Marcus, the Overseas Department...

The return to consciousness plunges Adrian into an acid vat of pain. He screams like a wild beast, the shout echoing eerily down the ravine. “Dear God,” he whimpers as he catches sight of his broken left wrist. “I need to get help,” he whispers, carefully clambering...

This is the third instalment about Strathmore York Fynn. I got home after a truly gruelling day as IT Support Technician at CAPITA SA to the delicious aroma of food cooking in my tiny kitchen. Living in a flat has its advantages, such as cleaning it, as it hardly...

This is the second story featuring the character, Strathmore York Fynn. Vaughn was killing my buzz. “Bruh, can you please go back to your office? I’ve really gotta finish my work,” I told him none too gently. Vaughn was a friend, but one who could easily outstay his...

GADIJA “In the sixty-three years that I’ve been alive,” I was telling Gadija Gabier while both of us were waiting to get our monthly health check-up at the day hospital, “I’ve had the dubious pleasure of meeting some of the dumbest people ever to walk this planet.”...