Short Stories
Flashes of Silver
The gryphon stopped moving and stood facing the sea. Every muscle was tense as it watched the crashing waves. Elyssa grasped her bow, there would be no fumbling this time. She nocked an arrow and took aim. One shot, that was all it would take. She took a deep breath in and prepared to release.
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Published online by Aphelion Webzine in Issue 285, Volume 27
The Gate Keeper
“What is it?” She slid her favourite wrench into her back pocket and left the workshop. August stopped mid-step as her mother’s face came into view. She had wide eyes and red flushed cheeks.
“Byron’s gone.”
August’s leg almost gave out. “What? When?”
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Published by Otherwise Engaged A Literature and Arts Journal in Volume 11 Part II
Not Yet
I was standing in aisle 3 trying to decide between two brands of coffee when my phone rang. I didn’t even think when I answered, I was running on three hours of sleep after procrastinating my marketing report until the last minute.
My mother’s daughter, I guess.
“Hey, Dad,” I said balancing my phone on my shoulder as I compared two different boxes. It was one of those un-monumental days that would fade into the background and be forgotten. It was supposed to be anyway.
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Published online by Bright Flash Literary Review
The Beast in the Basement
Corenax’s horns bumped the glass as he tried to readjust himself in the tank. His back was hunched over and angled to fit his bent wings above him, he could only move a few inches. The respirator clicked, the only thing keeping him from drowning. He ran a claw across the respirator tube, mulling over tugging on it. The human would come running, either to save his life or watch him die.
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Published by Black Hare Press in Lockdown Fantasy 4
Waiting
Every week you were gone my steps slowed, every day you were gone the emptiness trickled in, every hour you were gone it was harder to breath. People told me that it would get easier as time passed but they played a trick on me, a cruel joke because it didn’t get easier. It just got harder. My steps dragged, my head hung low and my world turned grey. Colour ignored me and laughter avoided my presence.
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Published online by Literary Yard
Poisonous Lands
Rale cursed, and a bottle smashed against the opposite wall in a spectacular spray of glass. He paced back and forth in deep thought. “I just can’t work out where it is coming from.”
“I told you before that it has to be from another sorcerer,” Ira said spinning her hand and watching a small leaf dance around the room.
“I just think that maybe there is something else causing the curse.
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Published by Fantasia Divinity Anthology in Flashes of Fantasy
Breakaway
"We're free.”
“Until they catch us.” She sighed ditching the hooded robe, it was too hot in the ship to be wearing it.
“They won’t catch us.” He gestured to the door with a small glass port hole. He bunkered down at a small computer typing in lines of code.
Artemis walked over to the door and gasped. “You can’t be serious. Stealing an escape pod.”
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Published by Iron Faerie Publishing in Emerald City.
Poisonous Heart
What if Dorothy Gale never left Oz and never went home to Kansas? What if the Wizard left Oz without her and in a fit of rage, she killed Glinda which turned the remaining witches against her? Only for Dorothy to entrap the surviving witches beneath the Emerald City and ban the use of magic... forever.
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Includes​ my story Poisonous Heart about a poison plant expert who gets pulled into a plot to overthrow Dorothy.​
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Published by Iron Faerie Publishing in Emerald City.