Crime, Horror, Young Adult/Teen

Welcome to Strangely, Weekly Blog #3

The Magic of Stories is delighted to bring Welcome to Strangely, The Other World by Lynette Ferreira, as weekly series to my blog. You can find her at Fiction For The Soul on Facebook.If you haven't read the previous instalments, click here for number #1 and #2 here. Sebastian: I'll be at your front door… Continue reading Welcome to Strangely, Weekly Blog #3

Crime, Horror, Young Adult/Teen

Welcome To Strangely – Weekly Blog Series #2

The Magic of Stories is delighted to bring Welcome to Strangely, The Other World by Lynette Ferreira, as weekly series to my blog. You can find her at Fiction For The Soul on Facebook.If you haven't read the first instalment, click here for number #1 He asked, "So, Jenny, what do you like to do… Continue reading Welcome To Strangely – Weekly Blog Series #2

Horror, Mystery

Welcome To Strangely – Weekly Blog Series #1

The Magic of Stories is delighted to bring Welcome to Strangely, The Other World by Lynette Ferreira, as a weekly series to my blog. You can find her at Fiction For The Soul on Facebook. In a suburb in New York, the residential street is empty, quiet of the noises people make. Houses stand dark… Continue reading Welcome To Strangely – Weekly Blog Series #1

Historical, Mystery, Stories

Dear Mary, Flash Fiction by Karina Kantas

We pulled alongside the ship. Its ancient sails still blowing although torn and ragged. The sails were still strong enough to push the ship through the cold and murky sea. Our crew have been looking for this ship for a very long time. We are a team of investigators that hunt for strange and unexplained… Continue reading Dear Mary, Flash Fiction by Karina Kantas

Romance

A Valentine’s Day Tale

I love short romantic stories and as they go this one is pretty cool…. enjoy…….

In a Stranger’s City, reblogged from Electric Eclectic..

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A strange city is a big, lonely place when you do not know your way around and you do not know a single soul who lives there.

The city seems even bigger when it is in a foreign land; the buildings, the roads are so different to that which you are familiar, as are the signs; thousands and hundreds of signs on the street, in the shop windows, the stations, on buses and lorries and hoardings.

All in a language you do not know.

This is where I am, in a strange city, in a foreign land. All those signs meant nothing to me; besides spouting my own imaginative gibberish gobbledygook, which besides entertaining my mind, said nothing constructive.

It is a strange experience, both fascinating and frightening.

I needed to be at the public telephone box, situated near a café called ‘Rosy Lee’, in Richmond Park…

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Fantasy, Horror

Doubt Truth to Be a Liar

by Jess & Keith Flaherty Barely fed and rested from the Wild Hunt, Allfather made his way to the great stable. He smiled despite his weariness, listening to the Yule songs carried on the winter winds from his people in the mortal realm all the way to his ears here in Asgard. He hadn’t yet… Continue reading Doubt Truth to Be a Liar