Lithium – A Sunday Story

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Wincing as she sipped a delectable cup of Ditta Artigianale’s expresso, aptly named “diesel dynamite,” Lithium carefully inventoried the contents of her specially outfitted backpack. Then, she lined her pant pockets with euros, prepaid credit cards, and Goliath’s specially engineered emergency beacon/encrypted cell phone. The rest of the backpack’s contents—she leftContinue reading “Lithium – A Sunday Story”

Lithium – A Sunday Story

Chapter 1 The green patina copper door atop the cathedral roof flew from its hinges, as Arkansas Jade hurled her five-foot ten-inch frame through its threshold. The interior-Alaska-born huntress was evading the machine-gun fire zinging and twanging around her ankles. They were coming up the stairs fast, one flight below. Arkansas Jade aka “Lithium” flungContinue reading “Lithium – A Sunday Story”

The Lost Hat – A Short Story – WDYS #116

“Now where did I put my new hat?” sighed Kayla rummaging through the bushes around her feet. “Mother will be rather cross if I come home without it. I must get home, it will be dark soon.” Desperate, Kayla fretted for a moment, and then an idea came to mind. “Maybe,” thought Kayla to herself,Continue reading “The Lost Hat – A Short Story – WDYS #116”

The Haiku Mystery – Finale – A Sunday Short Story

**A fictional mystery – Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Tapping his dark patent leather boots on the brake pedal, Phoenix waited anxiously for Marlee to join him on their mission of mercy.” Then, he dialed his cell phone, “It’s me.” “Why are you calling me onContinue reading “The Haiku Mystery – Finale – A Sunday Short Story”

The Red Dragon – A Short Story

In a far country on the dark side of Coombe, Queen Optera rose before dawn in her lavishly appointed chamber. She could smell the fresh air as her kingdom’s flag —a red dragon flying home to Valhalla fluttered in the breeze atop her hill. “Are you awake my Queen?” whispered her armor-bearer, and closest ally,Continue reading “The Red Dragon – A Short Story”

Lioness – A Short Story -WDYS #115

I am an ancient lioness before the world was new, hunting and gathering in the shadows of elephants in the Maasai Mara, clawing out a living to keep my children alive. Living day-to-day in a cobblestone-like land, its bricks baked into an oven by an unrelenting sun that remembers the songs of dinosaurs— I dream.Continue reading “Lioness – A Short Story -WDYS #115”

The Haiku Mystery – Part 10 – A Sunday Short Story

**A fictional mystery – Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 The Plantagenets (Marlee’s heritage), and the Eveningstars were once close allies, back in the days of galloping knights and thundering crusades to Jerusalem. However, when the world of the Knights Templar crumbled in the early 1300s; before the inkContinue reading “The Haiku Mystery – Part 10 – A Sunday Short Story”

The Vacation – A Short Story

**An Inspector Pugsy mystery** The blood trail was invisible. But, The Inspector’s keen nose picked it up straight away, as he and his Assistant left the elevator towards their hotel room. He began the distinctive hunching of his back and yanked on his leash trying to follow the scent of human blood down the pristine-lookingContinue reading “The Vacation – A Short Story”

The Haiku Mystery – Part 9 – A Sunday Short Story

**A fictional mystery – Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Not every snake that crawls out of the grass is looking for sunlight. One and a half hours after Marlee’s escape, a silver-grey Ducati pulled into the Visitor parking lot at New Scotland Yard. The bike had another vehicle in tow.Continue reading “The Haiku Mystery – Part 9 – A Sunday Short Story”

Pot Luck Party – A Short Story

**A fictional tale** Candy Kane, Arty Choke, and Eggy Naug could not believe their eyes when they saw the huge Christmas fruit cake at their office holiday party. Especially because Mrs. Grinds, the CEO, had made it clear how much she disliked Christmas cakes every day since December first, last year. “She is not aContinue reading “Pot Luck Party – A Short Story”