What can you tell me about mercy? by Jeff C. Stevenson
What can you tell me about mercy? by Jeff C. Stevenson Tim wasn’t looking for a fortune teller, but since he needed one, he suddenly saw their signs everywhere. Walk-ins Welcome. So he did...
What can you tell me about mercy? by Jeff C. Stevenson Tim wasn’t looking for a fortune teller, but since he needed one, he suddenly saw their signs everywhere. Walk-ins Welcome. So he did...
A Woman Alone by Lewis Gibb The man in the shadowed jewellery shop doorway hoped the crew he sent would be worth the money he had paid. He watched as, across the street, Jessica...
2 is for Taboo by Craig Faustus Buck (read Craig at Amazon for his novel Go Down Hard: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00UIVNIIC/ ) The crowd is a potpourri of races, genders and variations, castes, ages, walks of...
Faces by Larry Griffin You wake up in a hospital bed. Wires attached to your arms, a breathing apparatus in your nose. Everything is white and hard and loud. You don’t remember a thing...
Tap by Christopher Hivner Tap, tap, tap. Trask Donley found the edge of the curb with his stick. Shuffling his feet forward, he reached out for the road and when he was satisfied he...
Rooftop Reflection by D. C. Golightly Here’s the thing I don’t understand: what’s the point of being a criminal in this city? Maybe I need to explain that better. As the former sidekick to...
Snowden Storm by Gary Ives Was it Berlin, or Moscow, Vienna and perhaps Kiev? But where the Snowden Storm began is really inconsequential. The important thing is how fast the Storm spread. Within two...
The Afternoon by Shefali Shah Choksi The haunting always began in late afternoon. Loud children returned to the shade of their homes to escape the midday heat, and the swings, the slides, the lawns,...
Diogenes by Frederick Foote The heavy, humid days of Omaha are taking their toll on me. I have lost my sea legs for high humidity and seething heat. A police car rockets by me...
The Rosie Wood Talent Agency by Gary A. Berg Rosie Wood had seen just about everything in her thirty years in the entertainment industry. In her little Hollywood office in the Crossroads of the...
The Solstice Queen by Alex Jensen Derek Mill wrote a book about his own life. Three years ago the autobiography awarded him 750,000 dollars. This year he was awarded 150,000 dollars for writing the...
The Venice Hit by Mark SaFranko By now Nicodemo was growing bored with shuttling back and forth on the vaporetto. Though he’d tried all the others, most of the time he preferred riding the...
Loco Hombre’s Journey Home by Jay Helmstutler Gonna drive this motherfucker Marcos out to the middle of nowhere and finish this shit. Or should I say, get this shit under way. Been four fucking...
A Choice by Anthony Freeman A thin silhouette of a young child crouched beneath an ancient wagon, her scraggly form wrapped in comforting shadows from prying eyes and the docks’ blazing midday sun. She...
James Rumpel has been a long-time contributing author with FreedomFiction.com . This is the Fifteenth Fiction Story of James Rumpel…