Strange Tales & Twisted Fates
These short stories follow characters caught up in surreal, supernatural, or fantastic events. The tales often represent the struggle of humans to understand the unusual nature around them or to exist/survive with entities which seek to destroy them.
These short stories follow characters caught up in surreal, supernatural, or fantastic events. The tales often represent the struggle of humans to understand the unusual nature around them or to exist/survive with entities which seek to destroy them.
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Short Stories
Encounter
The campfire flickered in the dusk as the small party gathered around it tried to make sense of their day. An acute uneasiness filled the air while one man smoked a cigar watching the two women sitting between two other men. The glow from the fire revealed glances of concern
Gordon Brewer
Unneeded
A young man stood behind the counter, staring at the whirling gusts of snow that swept across the nearly deserted Main Street. The weather warnings made him wonder at the necessity of keeping the place open. Still, he needed the hours since living still cost money. Dressed in a fashionable
Gordon Brewer
Feud
A shotgun blast broke the stillness of the dusty July morning. Echoes of the noise drifted back from across the valley while a brief puff of white smoke arose from a clump of saw greenbrier before disappearing. Standing on the gravel road, Tilda Houser looked over in shock before she
Gordon Brewer
Cell 4B3
The guard flipped the small cover shut after she looked in on Owen Price. The prisoner leaned back against the wall, adjusting his position while he waited for his execution. Between his fingers, a cigarette slowly burned, which he occasionally took a drag from. Surprisingly, his hands weren’t shaking
Gordon Brewer
A Cursed Land
You’ll find this story expands upon the comic book story here. “I’m so thirsty,” the knight mumbled to himself. As he limped along the narrow trail amid the dark forest, the weary man looked ahead. The pines appeared unusual, with their limbs pointed upward over the trail. Majestic
Gordon Brewer
We Take You to a Breaking News Story
This is another expanded story based upon one of my horror comics. You can discover the original here. Jamie sat at his desk inside the broadcast studios of WRRG. He yawned, forcing down another sip of bitter, nearly cold coffee as he frantically typed on his keyboard. “Jamie, either get
Gordon Brewer
A Night on the Town
“I didn’t order this,” the man scowled at the waitress. The bar echoed with drunken loudness and too loud music that sucked. Jess Howard was about to shove away from his barstool when the overweight woman appeared with another beer. She placed in front of him, the stale smell
Gordon Brewer
A Matter of Routine
A Short Story from Morbid Ink Magazine The silver moon shone through the leafless branches of trees, casting eerie shadows over the quiet neighborhood. Mr. Shaver stepped out of his apartment at precisely nine o’clock, feeling the chill of the October wind rush against his face. The scent of
Gordon Brewer
Grim, but Interesting
“What do you think?” Thomas Norton stared at me with a mischievous grin. I sighed, then finished my tequila martini. “About what?” “The place is freaking dope!” He insisted. “You can bring in all the weed vaping and magic mushrooms you want.” “Come on, you’re feeding me a load
Gordon Brewer
Bad Memories
“Hell, would you open your mouth and talk? I’m going nuts and we’re way behind schedule.” My passenger sighed. “What do you want me to say?” Erik Ford asked. “Hell, anything is better than listening to road noise for the last ninety miles,” I smirked. “I’ve been
Gordon Brewer
The Best Shot
“Don’t look so miserable, Lee.” “That’s how I look when I need to write a review on a crappy movie like that!” I replied. “Queeny, don’t they have film schools anymore?” Tonya Queen laughed at me, and I eyed her with a smirk. That’s how our
Gordon Brewer
Among the Shadows
I hate cemeteries! Not that I buy into ghosts and that crap. No, graveyards have too many shadows. Too many places for the fuck ups of society to hide. Darkness hides the bastards who can ambush you. Shadows can kill you. That’s why I’m slowly took my time,
Gordon Brewer
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