by Jonpaul Taylor | Aug 20, 2021 | Short Stories
FollowFollowFollowFollowFollowFollow There was an intruder in her home. Annemarie was sure of that. She had been preparing for this for some time. Krav Maga four times per week. An hour on the range every Tuesday and Thursday with the .380 handgun she kept in her...
by Jonpaul Taylor | Aug 13, 2021 | Short Stories
FollowFollowFollowFollowFollowFollow He heard a crack, and the next thing he knew he was being loaded into the back of an ambulance. “You’re going to be okay,” the paramedic said. It was a lie if he ever heard one. That was the last thing Domingo Reyes heard before...
by Jonpaul Taylor | Jun 3, 2021 | Short Stories
FollowFollowFollowFollowFollowFollow He should have stayed home. He had been doing this long enough to know that he had plenty to get by. That’s the thing with addiction. There’s always a need for just one more fix – one more dose of pungent ecstasy to warm the...
by Jonpaul Taylor | May 21, 2021 | Short Stories
FollowFollowFollowFollowFollowFollow Dan Conway had no problem with pain. He wasn’t one of those sick bastards who liked it, but he’d taken more than his fair share of punishment. When he broke his foot in high school during the Homecoming Game, he limped off the...
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