Short Stories

Munchies!


Just in case you haven’t had enough Christmas food already, I’ve provided you with a little more; CHEERS! It’s time for a bit of Festive fun, folks, and time for revenge for Sally Evans. Fancy a 20lb turkey anyone, a… Read More ›

The Wise man and the Fool


“You know they’re watching us don’t you” Bob looked up from the book he was reading, and inwardly sighed. It was Gary. He always sat beside him. He always wore the same black and silver shell suit and matching trainers, and, beneath his… Read More ›

The One Way Ticket


  AUTHORS WARNING– DESPITE THE OPENING VIDEO THIS IS A VERY DARK STORY AND NOT SUITABLE FOR THOSE UNDER 18 YEARS OF AGE. PLEASE HEED THIS WARNING BEFORE OPENING OR READING THIS POST  By Chris Wilson “Well  Harry; do you think I’m… Read More ›

The Family Man


By Chris Wilson “ I need a top-notch professional writer and Slavic linguist, for a guy called Petr Kohout. He’s a Slovak, , and he’s got a doctorate in philosophy,and he’s nuts about Slovak History. His writing is respected throughout… Read More ›

Lone Star


By Chris Wilson “So we are agreed then, a Christmas short story competition, based on someone or something we see in this room. A maximum of 2000 words shall we say, and a three month submission period?” Andrew Pettigrew Studied… Read More ›

A Lifetime of Happiness


Name…. Mr. Joseph Collins Age……..35 D.O.B…. 31st October 1978 D.O.D…. 31st October 2013 E.T.A….. T.B.C Final Destination…. Aeternitas Category status…V.I.P Special instructions…5 star reception & Special delivery A young man closed the file that lay before him, and began to… Read More ›

The Red Headed Mermaid


By Chris Wilson              “…..Standing alone on the ancient breakwater Justine La Marche pulled her heavy black cloak around her and, fighting the salt spray that soaked and blinded her, she gazed out at the crashing breakers and the wind… Read More ›

What’s up Popsi?


By Chris Wilson All The local villages had annual summer fete, and all had a marquee full of food, but they didn’t have Zuzanna Pospisilova. They didn’t have her decorated gingerbread hearts ,and biscuits, and her delectable cream cakes and… Read More ›

The Onion Bubble Tree


By Chris Wilson Half asleep in her ancient garden armchair, Sarah glanced casually towards the dusty old oak tree at the bottom of her garden. Her son Patrick, and his son, had gone out shopping. She was all alone,  her… Read More ›

Dance with me


By Chris Wilson “So all you lads and lassies, we now have the final record of the evening. It’s the best, it’s the tops, it’s Abba, and it’s the one and only Dancing Queen! No excuses now and no exceptions!… Read More ›