A TRANSCENDENT Excerpt: “Stone Circle” by Gwenda Major

Carla selected her stone—of the more than thirty that made up the circle, some were as high as two metres, others squat and low, allowing a person to sit in the natural hollow on top. Fanned out in a flattened circle around her, some nestled together in groups, some standing solemnly apart. Beyond them, the…

A TRANSCENDENT Excerpt: “The Only One Alive” by Claire Davon

I propelled myself out of my sofa and to the front door. The trees waved in an unseen breeze. Street noise mixed with a faint Spanish melody. My house was built in the last century and had solid walls, which was why I hadn’t heard the music before. Now, it was evident, something “la cucaracha-ish.”…

A TRANSCENDENT Excerpt: “Night Terror” by Kacie Berghoef

I should have known better than to rent a ground floor flat. It’s too late to have regrets about eschewing a doorman and not installing a security alarm when I hear the robbers enter. My only phone is in the same room as them. Almost paralyzed, I lie quietly under the covers, not daring to…

A TRANSCENDENT Excerpt: “Remember Backwards” by Maul Allan Hewish

The doors are locked. No matter how hard we fight with the locks and slam our fists against the glass, there is no breaking through. The windshield is shatterproof, but molten steel would still make short work of that. We change up our strategy, hammering on it with our shoes—pile-driving full-forced blows into it. The…

A TRANSCENDENT Excerpt: “Finding Galatea” by Ali Abbas

When I burst in, her hair looked auburn. Must have been some trick of the low, reddish light. There weren’t enough layers of make-up to hide the haunted look in her eyes. “What do you want darling?” she asked, not meaning a word of it. “You.” I showed her the picture on my phone. “You’re…

A TRANSCENDENT Excerpt: “Butterflies Eating the Dead” by Kate Morgan

Lyra Gentium reread the last line of the credit card company’s direct marketing letter, scratched out the final three words, tried two different words, scratched those out, and scowled at the wreck. The escapist photos of woods and beaches and mountains pinned to her gray cubicle walls failed her today. Four simultaneous phone conversations breached…

A TRANSCENDENT Excerpt: “Mirror, Mirror” by D.C. Phillips

Jumpy, her body ached. What was that old saying about a frog in boiling water? She shrugged her shoulders luxuriously and made her way to a polished mahogany vanity halfway across the room. An oversized oval mirror hung precisely at eye level from a seated position, so she pulled out the matching bench and settled…

A TRANSCENDENT Excerpt: “The Eyes of Fire” by Michael Edgerton

Ghoulmans was always busy on Tuesdays. Perhaps that should have struck me as odd, but that was just one of the peculiarly refreshing aspects of the pub. The splendid oddity made it stand out amongst the countless bars scattered around Elm Street in Greensboro. Ghoulmans, with its Edison bulbs, grandiose Victorian bar, and a radio…

A TRANSCENDENT Excerpt: “Face to Face” by Trevor Abbud

The giant would arrive soon. The face of Death was heart-shaped, its eyes marked from the jagged engravings of a blade. Its long appendages loomed over him like some macabre octopus that was born out of the Lake of Hell. Protracted claws beckoned for him to come. Its green hair swayed in the constant gale…