Microfiction Monday: Competition

Monday Microfiction: Shadows

Jeannie heard Kyle before she saw him. His baritone voice floated above the din of the football players gathered in the quad and settled in her ear. She slowed down on her approach as she always did and noticed his right hand at his side. She imagined reaching for it....
Flash Fiction: The Apple of Her Eye

Flash Fiction: Boys Regular

“Ahh!” The boy screamed as a dark-haired stranger circled around him. The boy was strapped to a tall, shiny chair, his arms pinned at his sides. The man, whom the boy had just met that morning, brandished his weapon, slowly clipping pieces of the...