Stranded

John Argoyle stood paralysed. He was watching the grave on front of him. A tombstone. It had a name on…

Monsters and Flash Fiction

I’ve been making creatures all my life. I’ve made a world creatures with evolution, cultures, history and everything. My graphic…

There’s something under my bed. I know it. I can feel it. It’s waiting for me. Waiting for me to…

Originally posted on Bobby Stevenson:
It was as Thing got near to the end of his time in this world, that…

Ronald came out of the cinema. There was something strange in the sky today. Small lights were dancing around, and…

George was working on a formula to revive dead biological tissue. Cells, basically. He had taken his work home today,…