Tag: Short story
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Did I Dream That?
Short ‘dark’ story, set in London – Colin Devonshire Did I Dream That? The train rattled. The passengers didn’t. Those sitting were reading newspapers or playing with their phones. Those standing had thoughts of their own. No one talked. A briefcase tipped, ‘Shit’ said its owner, bending and standing it between his legs. No one…
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Just Dreaming
A free short dark story set on Samui – Colin Devonshire Just Dreaming ‘This can’t be bad can it?’There was no answer from Mark’s girlfriend. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was steady. Why wouldn’t it be? Her legs were stretched, and her toes reached the gentle slap of baby waves trying to tickle…
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Lamb to the Slaughter
Classic Dark Short Stories Are you tired of my tales? How about this one? Written by Roald Dahi. Dahl was British, his name suggests otherwise. He had Norwegian ancestors. He was born September 13, 1916, in Wales. He died in 1990 in Oxford. Between, he was a neighbour of my mum! And yes, she met…
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Who Loves FREE reads?
Fridays we usually publish a FREE story. A tale with a twist in the tail. This week we show you how to read or collect stacks of thrilling stories – go to Inkitt Inkitt has countless thousands of stories, short or long in every genre. Go on and have a look. Even better, read Colin…
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Dinner for Two?
Dark finish to this FREE short story, enjoy. By Colin Devonshire Dinner for Two? ‘Morning dear, you are up early. Your coffee is cold, let me make you a fresh one.’ She flitted across the kitchen and clicked on the kettle. One mug, two spoons of instant coffee. She grabbed a carton of milk from…
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Where I Come From?
A spooky little tale – Colin Devonshire Where I Come from? ‘Where I come from, women are equal to men. Gays are accepted. What more do you want?’ ‘Yeah, but that is not true. My mum is not equal to my dad.’ ‘Did your mum say that, or your dad?’ ‘Neither said it. I just…
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Blue Pyjamas
Short horror by Colin Devonshire Blue Pyjamas ‘Come on young man, time for bed.’ Mum called me from my newly decorated bedroom. The sun was disappearing behind our garden’s lonely apple tree. I padded barefoot from the bathroom, proud of myself. Two days running now, I have brushed my teeth all by myself. ‘There’s a…
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Love Heart?
Short story by Colin Devonshire Love Heart? ‘She pointed at the wardrobe. She said a few words, not in English. And then died,’ Anne said as the tears flowed. The ambulance men removed the body on a stretcher. ‘It’s sad, but she had a long life,’ Mags answered. ‘How old was she?’ ‘Nobody knows, she…
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The Dark Tulip
This short story may be the title of my next anthology of short tales with a twist in the tail. I hope you like it. Feel free to comment. Dark Tulip ‘Stop the car!’‘What?’‘Pull up now. Look,’ Mary Dawkins pointed ahead. Her husband strained, peering between the headlights, leaning forward to the steering wheel.…
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Curtains Open
A not too serious tale. Short story by Colin Devonshire Curtains Open ‘By the sound of it, we have a full house.’ ‘What do you mean, “by the sound of it,” how can you tell from back here?’ ‘Experience, my dear boy,’ Georgie Boy panted. Years of beating the boards told him. He had lost…
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