Bellatrification
Reading Time: 4 minutes In a society where everybody is beautiful, physical imperfection becomes a career move.
Reading Time: 4 minutes In a society where everybody is beautiful, physical imperfection becomes a career move.
Reading Time: 17 minutes “A unique, bizarre talent” was how critics described Timera Lovich and her wildy speculative poetry. But even she didn’t know the true genesis of her imaginary tales until she realized she wasn’t who or what she thought she was. Until it was too late.
Reading Time: 12 minutes Quinn Baxter escaped from a tyrannical government and finds that he is now an alien fugitive on the run from his planet’s security squad.
Reading Time: 8 minutes A hellbeast stuck in a crappy office job struggles to comply with his sensitivity training.
Reading Time: 21 minutes For Althea Stagg, demigod detective, family history and mythology are often the same thing. So it comes as no surprise to her when a case leads her to a corn maze, and the monster that stalks its prey within.
Reading Time: 4 minutes A dentist with a dark family history receives a request to fit a patient with a very unique set of teeth.
Reading Time: 12 minutes A story about a young woman’s journey to find her true identity after her mother dies. It’s also a story about love, Mother Earth, and living without fear.
Reading Time: 8 minutes Once upon a time, there was a virtual world that was almost, but not quite, completely unlike 1500s England. The assassin peered out from the window overlooking Leadenhall Street. It was mid-day and there were plenty of targets. Local residents, mostly, but also a fair number of tourists and would-be adventurers looking for quests. The
Reading Time: 8 minutes An arid world is ruled by the five beast-gods, human-animal hybrids with mysterious powers, but also, increasingly, by the despotic Daonais and their loyal servants. Nade she has no memory of her past but is pursued through an inhospitable desert.
Reading Time: 15 minutes A woman with no memory wakes up in a city with no history. The city is alive. Among skyscrapers of flesh and bridges of bone, Kora hunts for her identity and for the forbidden food she craves: a predator and prey at once.
Reading Time: 11 minutes Jimi awoke, moving only her eyes. It was something she learned from Lonny. He called it pulling together the threads of your life before you start moving around. It’s a focusing thing. She reviewed what she could do this day to make her dreams come true. Life is more manageable if you start each day
Reading Time: 13 minutes Ten-year-old Ross stopped sleeping when a rat-that-was-more-than-a-rat crept from his closet every night.
Reading Time: 7 minutes A time traveler decides to rid history of serial killers. Men like Manson & Bundy prove easy, but just how does one track down Jack the Ripper?
Reading Time: 2 minutes I slip into the confessional booth and sit down on the pale green cushion. It’s a peaceful place redolent of oiled wood, clean old ladies, and thousands of years of tradition. On my right, where the outline of a priest will appear, is a beautiful screen of elaborately carved wooden filigree. Before he arrives, I feel tranquility like in no other place on earth.
The priest appears. I can tell from his voice he is younger than I would like. As is traditional, I start the session.
Reading Time: 5 minutes The Dutch Goose is one of those cozy little bars in the neighborhood surrounding MIT. It’s a place where you can pick up a sandwich on the way home from campus or have a few beers while doing homework. Couples drop by to have a quick drink before their special event. It’s the kind of
Reading Time: 3 minutes Neville Schroeder was a fireplug. He stood barely five feet tall, red, shabby, and pedestrian. Professor Connelly towered over him, a giant oak tree of a man with a silk paneled vest, tweed coat and tie, expensive glasses, and a neatly trimmed beard.
Reading Time: 23 minutes We were to start at noon. The impatient crowd which pressed around the enclosed space, filling the enclosed square, overflowing into the contiguous streets, and covering the houses from the ground-floor to the slated gables, presented a striking scene.
Reading Time: 26 minutes The Moreot, Katusthius Ziani, travelled wearily, and in fear of its robber-inhabitants, through the pashalik of Yannina; yet he had no cause for dread.
Reading Time: 5 minutes “Listen to me,” said the Demon as he placed his hand upon my head. “The region of which I speak is a dreary region in Libya, by the borders of the river Zaire. And there is no quiet there, nor silence.”
Reading Time: 15 minutes It was on the first day of the new year that the announcement was made, almost simultaneously from three observatories, that the motion of the planet Neptune, the outermost of all the planets that wheel about the sun, had become very erratic. Ogilvy had already called attention to a suspected retardation in its velocity in December.
Reading Time: 23 minutes There was, until a year ago, a little and very grimy-looking shop near Seven Dials, over which, in weather-worn yellow lettering, the name of “C. Cave, Naturalist and Dealer in Antiquities,” was inscribed. The contents of its window were curiously variegated.
Reading Time: 75 minutes This story is of a time beyond the memory of man, before the beginning of history, a time when one might have walked dryshod from France (as we call it now) to England, and when a broad and sluggish Thames flowed through its marshes to meet its father Rhine, flowing through a wide and level country that is under water in these latter days, and which we know by the name of the North Sea.
Reading Time: 107 minutes This story is of a time beyond the memory of man, before the beginning of history, a time when one might have walked dryshod from France (as we call it now) to England, and when a broad and sluggish Thames flowed through its marshes to meet its father Rhine, flowing through a wide and level country that is under water in these latter days, and which we know by the name of the North Sea.
Reading Time: 22 minutes His name was George McWhirter Fotheringay—not the sort of name by any means to lead to any expectation of miracles—and he was clerk at Gomshott’s. He was greatly addicted to assertive argument. It was while he was asserting the impossibility of miracles that he had his first intimation of his extraordinary powers.