I guess it started with my neighbors. Young junkie couple, always screaming and throwing things at each other. I never said much to them in passing. What did get my attention was their habit of never fully closing the door to their apartment whenever they’d leave. More often than not…

(**PREVIEW ONLY! BUY & READ THE FULL STORY HERE!**) The sea was angry that night. It was a storm the likes of which the old sailor had never seen in all his years. His ship thrashed about in the dark waves, a jet of salt water blasting him as he…

I knocked on Edward’s door. Everyone was worried about him. He’d been wrestling with a sudden bout of illness. The door creaked open. In the unlit sliver, I saw the pale, emaciated frame of my friend. I said his name and without a word, he opened the door and led…

(**PREVIEW ONLY! READ THE FULL STORY HERE!**) Okay everyone, if you’ll just follow me down this way, please. Have no fear, there will be plenty of time for questions at the end of the tour. I can see some of you are already antsy to check out our next exhibit. …

(**PREVIEW ONLY! BUY & READ THE FULL STORY HERE!**) “Sorry, what was that?” Standing in Jake’s doorway, rubbing his hands together with his eyes shifting suspiciously left and right, was his old friend Roger. “You deaf or something?” Roger asked barging his way into the apartment. “I need you to…

(Now published on The Yard: Crime Blog who also adapted it into an audio story!) It happened earlier today at work. Pale and nauseous, my stomach had been killing me all morning. I crept up from my desk and ran to the office men’s bathroom. I dove for the bowl…

I’m a wreck. My life feels like it’s falling apart. Two weeks now my wife has been staying out late coming home exhausted at random hours of the night with all sorts of new excuses for where she’s been. Dinner with friends, late nights at the gym, night-time networking events? …

(**PREVIEW ONLY! READ/BUY THE FULL STORY HERE!**) In the middle of Kansas, framed by large cornfields; a beat-up gray car speeds down a dusty prairie road. The gas pedal was on the floor. Hot on its tail is a police cruiser, its blue and red lights flashing, its siren wailing. …

In a small suburban town, somewhere you may recognize, there is a quiet brick house sitting behind a wide green lawn. The front of the house is a large triangle possessing a single window. …