Category Archives: Sunday Short Story

Chapter 3 The city’s winterscape was Hallmark-card spectacular and frosty… Neroot shivered not from the frost that had set in across the downtown high-end streets of winter in Toronto (The Big Smoke), but because she had sensed imminent danger in the form of two AK47s aimed at the back of her skull, in the presentContinue reading “Jetfuel, Chapter 3, A Sunday Story”

Isabella (aka Navigator) paused motionless—she lay face down spread-eagled, unharmed while hundreds of poisoned firey darts whiz-banged around her. She was deep in thought strategizing… Meanwhile, close by near Stonehenge’s entrance… The nine-year-old girl, named Urthe, who a few moments ago outed Metty as an angel, stood at her makeshift fruit and lemonade stand. Oddly,Continue reading “Navigator, Chapter 22 – A Sunday Story”

Chapter 21 While Isabella counted…suddenly…the boardroom in Shangri-la began to heave violently… It was alive…! Baphomet, the embodiment of all evil, had somehow enchanted his consciousness into the boardroom space. Suddenly the bits and bobs, splinter and bric-à-brac once a lavish and massive acacia boardroom table; now dismembered asunder, erupted off the floor…like a shot… Then…Continue reading “Navigator Chapter 21, A Sunday Story”

Chapter 19 Isabella lunged forward crouching-tiger style, her right arm and left leg upraised as she hurled her body forward spinning in mid-air above the boardroom table in Shangri-la. She calculated that— if Baphomet “the embodiment of all evil,” could fight two moves ahead, faking his attempt to engage her, and then in a flashContinue reading “Navigator Chapter 19, A Sunday Story”

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 She knew she could outrun and outclass Setho Zang, queen of the harpies’ parlor tricks– However, Isabella sped full blast along the sandy Jumeriah beach boardwalk as if theContinue reading “Navigator – Chapter 13 – A Sunday Short Story”

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Suddenly…the electrical power in the hotel went out… …at the same moment that Setho Zang’s magma talons lifted Mr. Tracer (Maatu) from the flames of salt encircling his feet. Frantically, SethoContinue reading “Navigator – Chapter 12 – A Sunday Short Story”

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 “What’s taking her so bloody long just for some salt? Has she (Isabella) time-traveled back to Hallstatt mines in the Neolithic age or some ridiculousness like that for original salt?” Mumbled, self-righteous inContinue reading “Navigator – Chapter 11 – A Sunday Short Story”

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Dashing into the cafe’s mini serving room, Isabella spots a metal shelving unit with salt and pepper shakers in the top two rows. On its bottom row is a 1.8-kilogram box of table salt. “ExcuseContinue reading “Navigator – Chapter 10 – A Sunday Short Story”