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First contact had not gone as planned. Two dozen dead littered the forest, lying amongst fallen leaves. Rivers ran with their blood.

Only six crew remained, their minds trapped in the heat of battle. She’d been left in charge, the only senior officer left standing.

“Sir,” a crewmate asked, “what’s our objective?”

She looked through the looming shadows of the trees to where the ship was perched on the mountain, its sweeping white lines looking delicate as glass. To get to it, they would have to walk through a mile of unknown territory.

“Forward,” she ordered. “And eyes on the trees.”

They crept on. Rifles swung at the slightest sound. Even their own footsteps made them cringe.

She kept her chin up. She couldn’t let them know she was as terrified as they were.

The trees gave way to the mountain path, the safety of the ship. They all sighed in relief as the hatch opened.

The aliens descended upon them, white teeth shining in crescent mouths, pink, tan, and brown skin gleaming with sweat, five slim fingers clutching rifle triggers.

She struggled, but they were too fast, their weapons too deadly.

The humans showed her crew no mercy.

Word Count: 199

This is for Sunday Photo Fiction. Photo credit goes to A Mixed Bag.


At the hands of Cedric the Bull, a hundred yellow heads rolled from the grey two-by-four of the executioner’s slab. When the valiant knights of the Yellow Castle climbed the high walls of his fortress, they found them lying in a pit ten bricks deep, all jumbled together.

It took ages to match them up with their bodies again.

This is for Three Line Tales! Thanks to Sonya for running the challenge and Carson Arias for providing the prompt photo!

What? It’s back?

Yes, that’s right! Part 4 of the Fan-Voted Story is back with a vengeance.

Unfortunately, no one voted last time, so I continued on my own. So, if you want to help shape the story about what is going to happen to Kayla, please vote down below. If you like someone’s suggestion, like it! I’ll choose the highest voted suggestion or, if there isn’t one, the suggestion that I like best.

If you want to catch up with the story, please go to the Evan Elias section of the Living Author’s Society page.

Back to the action!


Hello everybody!

It’s been a long time coming but Part 3 of my Fan Voted Story is here!

The winning suggestion from last time was made by Mandibelle16. Thank you for the suggestion that the ring was dark magic and there were consequences for using it.

If you need to catch up on the story, feel free to go back on the Evan Elias section of the Living Author’s Society page. While you’re at it, feel free to check some of the other authors as well, they’re very talented.

As always, please comment down below about what you think should happen and what you thought. The winning comment will dictate where the story goes from here!

Now, without further ado, let the story continue…



Screeching horns. Crashing metal on metal. Squealing tires. Glass splintering in spider-webs of shards.

And over it all, the thunder of gunfire and the smell of gunpowder.

After, they sit on the curb, staring at the wreck of the car: windows blown out, tires flat, mirrors snapped off like old branches.

“Could have been worse,” Aaron says, taking a long draw from his cigarette.

“Car’s a wreck,” Dave says, cradling his bloodstained arm. “I’ve got a bullet in me. How could it be worse?”

“Could be dead.” Aaron stands. “Come on. Job’s not done yet.”

Word Count: 95

This is for Friday Fictioneers. Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for running the challenge and providing the photo prompt! 


A sea of red rose over the dark outline of the hills, all the world cast in primitive shades of blood and ash. Acacia watched the telephone pole towering over the treetops, seeing it become strange and alien in the light of the setting sun.

Then she turned away, looking out over the dark waves of treetops rising and falling before her – a world without telephone poles, where the only sound was the whistling of the wind – and took a step forward.

This is for Three Line Tales. Thanks to Sonya for running the challenge and Adi Ulici for providing the prompt photo!



Was the most recent Doctor Who episode empty nonsense or a solid commentary on industry and humanity? Well Jaden C. Kilmer and J.A. Prentice are about to duke it out.

There are Spoilers for Thin Ice past this point.