this chapbook features 20 poems on a murder in a circus.
SO SHORT, IT’S BARELY EVEN A STORY
This is a sample. This is what you get until I finish the book! Four Chapters.
When Helena unexpectedly gets letters from a childhood friend she hasn't seen for years upon years asking for help, what does she do?
A girl wakes up from a knock at the door. When suddenly a note comes through the door asking for something back.
When Tawny's computer is hacked and some of her stories stolen, she gets no help from the police at all. Even when someone starts spying on her and calling her home phone, they do nothing to help. After an invitation to a fancy dinner, she meets t...
As the legend of George grew, he knew that it was his use of the technology that drove his success rate in murder clearances. Melbourne 2020. Prosperous, but tense.
He had a bad feeling about this one. It was so sophisticated. So elaborate. More...
The body of a man is found on the steps to Middle Temple Lane near London's courts of law, and a journalist and a young lawyer are drawn into the ensuing investigation.
What's wrong with proposing marriage over the phone?
Jazz Williams, a foreign exchange student in Las Vegas, gets into poker and ends up murdered. Detectives Chang and Floret need to solve the case
White Board Fiction Grub is an ongoing collection of flash fiction by Adam Christopher. Fiction for nobody.
A murder of mu mum and her old friend she saw. They found two bodies
Rosanna get a mystery's letter who it from and what do they want
Jack returns once again in this fourth and longest installment of the series. In this episode, morality is questioned, secrets are uncovered, and the awaited rematch between two terrible forces shake the very foundation of the Psych organization.
Jack Harris wanted to kick back and enjoy his summer--but instead he's being shipped off to boot camp against his will.
After a new band of crazies launches an attack on him and his team, Jack is sent away to a training camp to find his place in ...
Fan fic of 1D
A compilation of short stories. Basically, this is your free-for-all if you want to see what I'm all about. A little bit of everything.
I concentrate hard on the icing swirls of the cakes before me. First a golden sheaf of wheat, then the pale green of grass, and even some blue to represent sky, I suppose. I don't really know. I'm in a quiet zone where nothing can touch me, and it...
A short piece of Flash Fiction