Short Stories
The Hunted
Bradley was gasping for breath, his lungs feeling as if they were about to burst. He cursed with feeling. “I should have kept up with my exercises. I’m running for my life, and I can’t even breathe properly!” he chided himself mentally, using the F-word freely. He had...
The Cultivator
Warrick had seen the homeless man a number of times before in the area. Usually, the vagrant would be pushing a trolley filled to overflowing with various bits of other people’s garbage, veritable treasures to him. Until that morning, that fateful morning of heavy...
The Healing
Father Anthony was a man of staunch faith, one who ministered to his flock with love, tolerance and kindness, but he bore a secret so burdensome that it had aged him far beyond his actual years. At fifty-six he looked like a man nearing his seventies. His hair which...
The Return: Part Two
I blink in confusion, feeling adrift and unanchored, like an unmanned boat bobbing aimlessly upon the mirror-still surface of a vast ocean. I gaze with unseeing eyes upon the nativity scene depicted in front of the church. CAROLS BY CANDLELIGHT TONIGHT proclaims the...
The Return: Part One
My mother is my hero. I would lay down my life for this woman and still consider it inadequate repayment for all the sacrifices she has made for me. She constantly amazes me with her seemingly inexhaustible energy levels, her unshakeable faith, her resolute conviction...
The Miracle
Part One Bills were piling up like towering waves threatening a seawall. Although the seawall could withstand the crashing of the persistent waves against it for now, the cement holding the barricade together was starting to crumble. Stefan knew he had to find a way...
Gratitude
“The woman is toxic,” thought Nancy. “She epitomizes negativity, and she’s an energy vampire,” Nancy told herself when she spotted Elizabeth walking towards her. Elizabeth’s gait tended towards a march rather than a walk; Nancy prepared herself for another mental...
Brother Mine
Ryan loved his six-year-old brother Regan very much, like only a little brother can love a Big Brother. Although he was only four years old, Ryan already had the personality of a teenager. A fourteen-year-old, to be exact. This meant that he could be sweetly adorable...
Slaver’s Youth – A tale about Belac…
This story is about how Belac escaped from the slavers. It will feature in Part Two of the Legend of the Hunter entitled Belac and the Staff of Power. Since Belac had been captured four years ago by the slavers, his body had packed on the muscles with a vengeance. He...
The Question
“It’s located at the top of the staircase, the first room on your left, Sir,” the secretary directed the new English teacher at the boys’ school. She offered to accompany him, but he assured her he would be fine. Junaid was far too excited to be nervous about teaching...