ASAS: Survival of the Fittest–Chapter Five

Ryan held his breath. The sound of shuffling feet and the occasional throaty growl could still be heard. At least they weren’t hammering on the side of the shack anymore. He looked across the room towards the shivering Kas whose breathing was becoming increasingly laboured. That was all he needed, to soon be sharing the … Continue reading ASAS: Survival of the Fittest–Chapter Five

ASAS: Survival of the Fittest–Chapter Three

The splitting headache made itself known before Ryan even struggled to open his eyes. For a moment, he had no idea where he was. He instinctively reached out to his alarm clock and fumbled around. On feeling nothing he pulled a perplexed face and lifted his head slightly to look. A few things hit him … Continue reading ASAS: Survival of the Fittest–Chapter Three

ASAS: Survival of the Fittest–Chapter One

The truck rumbled into another town midmorning the next day. It was just as well because they were practically running on fumes. The town was big enough to assume there’d be a petrol station and places in which to find food. The only problem was that there were lurchers—a lot of them! Kas had run … Continue reading ASAS: Survival of the Fittest–Chapter One

ASAS: Survival of the Fittest–Prologue

Not one person sat in the truck could quite get a handle on how the situation at New Haven, a situation that had seemed so perfect, had gone awry so quickly. Less than a week ago it had been the ideal safe zone, a properly run and maintained community. Now it was about to fall, … Continue reading ASAS: Survival of the Fittest–Prologue

Fabian (Short Story)

Fabian Edmundson lay huddled under the covers. He couldn’t bring himself to climb out of the bed in his hotel room despite the fact that he should have been at his latest appointment ten minutes ago. He ignored his phone as it buzzed away on the bedside table; wanting everything and everybody to go away. … Continue reading Fabian (Short Story)

Eyes on Her (Flash Fiction)

Check out the first story, Eyes on Me, by clicking the link. I see her again. She’s on the dancefloor now with her two friends. They’re both very pretty girls. At least they would be if not for the trowelled-on makeup and fake hair. That really doesn’t do anything for me. That’s exactly why the … Continue reading Eyes on Her (Flash Fiction)