Fiction Tag

‘Tonight will be perfect’, she thought, snipping an errant shoot and placing the bonsai tree on the table’s centre. I will be perfect. She moved gracefully in her crimson kimono, the dragon emblazoned on its back seemingly in flight. Where are my shoes? The fridge glared at...

Lucy trembled as Ricky’s fingers moved down the small of her back—not quite touching, but her skin reacting in electric anticipation. She kissed him deeply....

“Two guys walk into a bar; the third one ducks.” No one could tell a joke like Billy. His favourite were ‘dad-jokes’. I always thought he’d be a great dad himself someday. I loved how red he turned as he split a gut laughing. Sometimes he...

Once upon a time, there was a beautiful kingdom. It shone as a bright jewel among all the other kingdoms. Or at least it did— until a terrible darkness fell upon it. You see, the King’s court sorcerer messaged in sick that day. Actually, he’d been...

I relish the fine minutia of perfection—a blemish free polish on brass knuckles, a blade honed without sign of pit or burr, the sweet odour of ether on the finest Egyptian cotton—they’re the details that matter. If only I didn’t crave...

I took the cool can and placed it on my chest, letting the condensation drip between my breasts. It felt good and I closed my eyes for moment. I sat up straight, smiling wickedly, opened the tab and passed him the soda....

Young Mary laced my bodice tight and helped me into my skirts. Dinner with the Captain required me to look my best. We’d been at sea for several months, and even the most chaste of ladies would be getting restless. I wasn’t so chaste and Captain...

Not every Fayre could be trusted. I learned that lesson early on. But for every million of the flittering little freaks that infested the planet, there was one who didn’t fill our minds with saccharine bullshit. No, these rare breeds cast aside their masks. Glit was...

I constructed my lair from the choicest rock candy, not dollar store seconds. The emerald green ribbon glowed deep within the rot of my heart. Shielded from the lemony rains, I would finally be free. Free to liberate Candytown from its chocolatey oppressors. Too long...

“A strange thing happened on the way to the bus stop,” I said, taking a plate from the rack and wiping it. Well-worn, these wedding gift dishes stood the test of time. “What’s that, sweetheart?” Heather rinsed a wine goblet and set it with its mate...

“What seems to be the problem, Officer?” “Do you know how fast you were going, sir?” “Nu-uh. Speedometer’s been off.” “I see. I’ll have to write you a ticket for that too.” “Is there any way you can give me a break, Officer? It’s been a bad day.” “I don’t...

We raced past an ambulance on the way to the airport, careening through traffic to make our flight. In a funny twist of fate, we rode the same ambulance back to the hospital, missing our vacation south....