Black Hare Press would like to congratulate WPC Press on the launch of their first anthology The Circle of Magic. We wish them every success for the future.
Newly formed WPC Press is an independent publisher dedicated to bringing our readers the best in fiction. With stories from both new and experienced authors, we are committed to publishing quality fiction that is both immersive and unforgettable.
Lara had first seen it on her shoulder. She had been outdoors that day and wearing a tank top. She figured it was a sunspot, a new freckle, some might say a mole. Lara preferred beauty mark. It was cute.
Then it wasn’t.
Lara’s little brown spot grew and stretched. It became scaly and raised as it multiplied, now five thick lines reaching to a large brown base, like a dark hand gripping her back.
She thought it was some kind of infection or disease until she heard its voice inside her mind. It said, “Kill.”
Chisto Healy
Chisto Healy has had over 100 stories published in 2020. He lives in NC with his fiancée and amazing kids. You can follow him on Amazon or find what is out at his blog https://chistohealy.blogspot.com. He loves to connect with authors and readers alike so feel free to reach out.
Black Hare Press would like to congratulate WPC Press on the launch of their first anthology The Circle of Magic. We wish them every success for the future.
Newly formed WPC Press is an independent publisher dedicated to bringing our readers the best in fiction. With stories from both new and experienced authors, we are committed to publishing quality fiction that is both immersive and unforgettable.
Ben is co-founder and editor of Black Hare Press.
Wizards bring forth the fall of modern society, leaving humans scatter-shot across a dystopian North America.
The year is 2055. And Scott Adams is a dead man. It’s a race against the clock to piece together the scraps of information he’s uncovered from the corrupt Inner Circle’s agenda, along with the extent to which their actions will affect all humanity.
Pick six to eight questions to answer, they said. As if narrowing down a lifelong love of words is so easy. What if I pick the wrong ones? What if the ones I don’t pick haunt my dreams? It’s crowded enough in there!
Ever the poster child for “I’m grown! I’ll do what I want!” I chose…uhm…more.
An ancient parasite thaws from the permafrost, infecting its human hosts, and reducing them to mindless husks, attacking any living creature to create new parasitic hosts.
It was the latest craze. All dancers were doing it.
How else did one stay thin enough to be on top?
Pills didn’t work, diets were useless—what was the harm in cheating a little?
Lucy’s flexibility had got her noticed.
The way her body moved and swayed with eerie grace. She stretched, twisted, and turned in ways other ballerinas could only dream of.
So thin. So beautiful. So talented.
Little did they know. Lucy was long gone.
The tapeworm egg she had swallowed and allowed to develop had taken over her entire body.
It had always wanted to dance.
Lyndsey Ellis-Holloway
After her exile from Tomsk, Bree is joined by Tyler and Carly on the road out of the city. Together, the children travel toward Moscow, hoping to find someone who will listen to them about the newfound cure.