Mr. Krimbret was a man of his word. Etta picked her head up when the phone rang minutes past 10:00 AM. Krimbret had arrived at the Odalin manse and gone over the items bequeathed to her. He was ready with his bid. “I can give you $6,500 for the lot,” Krimbret said, “I’m not interested…
Throwback Thursday | An UNDERWATER Excerpt: “Ferryman” by Val Prozorova
I was nineteen the first time I died. It happened entirely by accident; I had never kayaked in the sea before, too used to the smooth and still waters of the New Zealand lakes, and the waves overbalanced me. Upside down in the water, two thoughts circled first, the rope meant to hold me certainly…
Throwback Thursday | A DISTORTED Excerpt: “Maiden of the Underworld” by Alisha Costanzo
Atlantis 8021 BC Shock fell over Phea, and her heart beat against her rib cage once more. Every grain in her body buzzed sluggishly. Her grandmother no longer sat with her, although she couldn’t be sure when Gaia had left. She might have been on that cave floor, curled up on her self and screaming…
Throwback Thursday | An ON FIRE Excerpt: “The Dancing Lilly” by Anthony S. Buoni
The neon lights lit the cobblestones underneath the Flat Five’s awning, casting a surreal blue haze over the club’s entrance. Muted jazz poured onto the streets as I passed a dirty dachshund panhandling for change or leftovers. The snake at the door, Nick, stopped me on my way in and motioned at the duffel bag…
Throwback Thursday | An AFTER THE HAPPILY EVER AFTER Excerpt: “Tinkerhell” by Michael Seese
The river. I needed to get to the river. The river would carry me away from here, away from them, away from death. I struggled, staggered. The sweat streaming down my face clouded my eyes, making it difficult to discern the small details of the terrain below my feet. I tripped and fell, far too often. To…
Throwback Thursday | An UNDERWATER Excerpt: “Sylvia’s Ashes” by Shannon Rose Leahy
He stood on the shore, the full moon’s light shattering into pearl fragments on the ocean’s black face. Sylvia, his darling wife—where in the vast waters had her ashes drifted? Three years had passed since the small and huddled service at the end of the rickety pier, a tinny rendition of “The Saints Go Marching…
Throwback Thursday | A DISTORTED Excerpt: “To Sing Which Tune” by Heidi C. Vlach
They would never hurt anyone, the stories said. Sirens ate only fish and spoke only music, and they rescued lost sailors and drowning people, and they taught ducklings to swim. The sirens, the graceful bird-folk, were friends to everyone who respected their waters. Helen knew all of that to be true—not the more excessively romanticized…
Throwback Thursday | An ON FIRE Excerpt: “Chrysopoeia” by Megan Dorei
At 9:09 a.m., the lab exploded. Ayden had been monitored so closely for so long that she kept track of the clock. She allowed herself one final glimpse of it before she destroyed everything. For nostalgia’s sake. The morning was mild aside from the blazing rubble, the sky silk and lavender, the sun a vague…
Throwback Thursday | An AFTER THE HAPPILY EVER AFTER Excerpt: “Need to be Apart” by Jody Sollazzo
Don’t forget that AFTER THE HAPPILY EVER AFTER is half off for the rest of December to celebrate with Enchanted Quill Press during their Festive Fairytale Celebration! Enter to win a $100 Amazon gift card and check out all of the books and authors who made the giveaway possible. And now, for our regularly…
Festive Fairytale & Fantasy Book Fair |AFTER THE HAPPILY EVER AFTER December Sale
AFTER THE HAPPILY EVER AFTER is half off for the rest of December to celebrate with Enchanted Quill Press during their Festive Fairytale Celebration! Enter to win a $100 Amazon gift card and check out all of the books and authors who made the giveaway possible. And here’s a bonus excerpt for our Throwback Thursday…
Throwback Thursday | An UNDERWATER Excerpt: “Mischa and the Mermaid” by Adrik Kemp
Mischa knelt beside the rock pool, staring through the reflecting sky on the surface to the microcosm of underwater activity beneath. A crab’s claws gleamed in the darkness of a crevasse and tendrils of anemone floated around, capturing tiny fish that Mischa could barely see. He leaned in a little closer and planted his hands…
Throwback Thursday | A DISTORTED Excerpt: “Bullman” by Anthony S. Buoni
Smiling, she lowered the phone. He started telling her about his last game winning home run when her expression faded. She sighed. Theo tensed. He didn’t want to blow his shot. “What’s wrong?” he asked, trying to keep his voice from wavering. She motioned with her eyes. “Your loser friends are gracing us with their…
