Chris Bannor is a speculative fiction writer who lives in Southern California. Chris learned her love of genre stories from her mother at an early age and has never veered far from that path. Chris has been published in anthologies by Black Hare Press, Reanimated Writers Publishing, Blood Song Books, Iron Faerie Press, Zombie Pirate Publishing, EMerry Publishing, and Eerie River Publishing. Her stories range from horror and science fiction to romance, fantasy, and steampunk.
When Chris isn’t writing, she enjoys movie marathons, binge-watching TV shows, musical theater, and road trips with her family. Otherwise, she is a general homebody who lives with her two teenagers, a cat, and a dog.
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by Chris Bannor They towered above us, blocking out the sun in their magnificence. We tried to fight, but how do you stop a creature so massive it engulfs your house with a single footstep? The government made mechanical monstrosities to combat the invaders, but the damage grew worse. The aliens came to subjugate, […]
This is an industry of rejection and to be successful, an author needs to be able to never throw in the towel, no matter the hard road ahead of them.
by Chris Bannor I did everything by the book, followed every rule and regulation. None of that matters now. I can see inside the window and nothing changes the judgement they passed. I want to scream that I did what I had to so we could survive. The ship gets further away as they […]
London, 2113.Racked by riots and ruled by corporations, London has grown to house over twenty-million people. Its limits stretch across the south-west of England.Pollution chokes the skyline, hiding the stratoscrapers of The Mile, London’s exclusive centre, from sight; though its gaudy neon signs penetrate the smog. Corporations rule after the collapse of the mid-2000s. The NHS, under strain from underfunding and the barrage of pandemics, chemical attacks and terrorism, found itself sold off, piece by piece, to the highest bidder. The augmentation companies moved in; buying what they liked. The National Health Bank rose, supplemented by other privatised care centres.
by Chris Bannor She held the knife between her teeth, hands buried second knuckle deep into the beating heart of her prey. In the deep of the woods, no one remembered to look for her kind anymore. They were easy prey, especially when they saw her diminutive size. She might be no taller than […]
by Chris Bannor They gave me an axe and sent me to cut down the heart of the forest. My path was dark; wolves snapped at my steps and gave chase as persistent as the winter snows. I took shelter in the measliest of holes and spent hours scavenging enough food to survive. When […]
by Chris Bannor The night rumbled its greeting as the body streaked through the atmosphere. Lightning flashed across the sky, and thunder heralded its downward descent. Few who saw it would know what it was, but to the trained eye, a fallen angel was unmistakable. Hell would not welcome such a creature, so newly […]
by Chris Bannor For three days my brother and I ran. We screamed, pushed and pulled, and fought until we were free. We were both drained, and the house had seemed safe enough. Distant enough. They crept in while we slept. My brother opened his eyes moments after me and I could see the […]
Chris Bannor is a speculative fiction writer who lives in Southern California. Chris learned her love of genre stories from her mother at an early age and has never veered far from that path.
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