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Protection Racket

September 15, 2020/by Anny Saludar

by G. Allen Wilbanks

“Grandma, why do you put milk out at night?”

The old woman placed the shallow bowl on the windowsill and pushed the window open a few inches. “It’s for the pixies, dear. When they find a bowl of milk, they know we’re friendly, so they won’t come inside or do us any harm.”

“What kind of harm?” asked the young girl.

“Don’t worry about it, dear. Run along and play.”

“The girl asks a lot of questions,” came a tiny voice from outside the open window.

“You got your milk, you little bastards,” whispered the old woman. “Leave her alone.”

G. Allen Wilbanks

G. Allen Wilbanks is a member of the Horror Writers Association (HWA) and has published over 100 short stories in various magazines and anthologies, including multiple publications with Black Hare Press. He is the author of two short story collections and the novel When Darkness Comes. For more information, please visit www.gallenwilbanks.com.

YEAR ONE

January 15, 2020/by Black Hare Press

YEAR TWO

January 14, 2020/by Black Hare Press

The Cautious Predator

January 9, 2020/by G. Allen Wilbanks

by G. Allen Wilbanks

These children have no appreciation for the subtlety of the old ways. They flaunt what they are for the whole world to see, confident in their invulnerability.

Books and movies make them bold. Humans love vampires for the moment. Revere them. Want to be them. But that will change. It always does.

Eventually, the fear will outgrow the worship as the humans realize the true risk they face from us. They will turn on us. The careless will be weeded out. It is only a matter of time.

And for the cautious predator, like myself, there is nothing but time.

G. Allen Wilbanks

G. Allen Wilbanks is a member of the Horror Writers Association (HWA) and has published over 80 short stories in various magazines and anthologies, including publications with Black Hare Press. He is the author of two, story collections, and the novel, When Darkness Comes. For more information, please visit www.gallenwilbanks.com.

Graveyard

October 18, 2019/by G. Allen Wilbanks

by G. Allen Wilbanks

Morty loved decorating for Halloween. He was especially proud of the graveyard display he erected on his front lawn every year.

Marble headstones, skeletons, body parts and decomposing corpses covered his yard every October 31^st. Kids and adults came from miles around to admire his handywork and ask him how he made his props appear so realistic. Morty would smile and accept the praise, but he never answered their questions. It was best to keep them guessing.

He didn’t want anyone else to make a display that might rival his own.

He also did not want to go to prison.

G. Allen Wilbanks

G. Allen Wilbanks is a member of the Horror Writers Association (HWA) and has published over 80 short stories in various magazines and anthologies, including publications with Black Hare Press. He is the author of two, story collections, and the novel, When Darkness Comes. For more information, please visit www.gallenwilbanks.com.

G. Allen Wilbanks

May 25, 2019/by Black Hare Press

G. Allen Wilbanks is a retired police officer living in Northern California. For twenty-five years he wrote collision and crime reports during the day to pay the bills, and he wrote short fiction during his off-time to stay sane. He recently retired from real life to devote his full attention to fantasy.

They by G. Allen Wilbanks

January 19, 2016/by Black Hare Press

I do not know what They are. I don’t know where They came from. All I know for certain is They appeared in the house about six weeks after Amy and I moved in.

Spiritus ex Machina by G. Allen Wilbanks

January 18, 2016/by Black Hare Press

Alexander Devin’s life is about to change. Pulled from the edge of death, he wakes to find his mind has been preserved in a new body, a mechanical body that will never know pain, illness, or old age. But it is much more than that.

We Who Sleep by G. Allen Wilbanks

January 12, 2016/by Black Hare Press

Alexander Devin’s life is about to change. Pulled from the edge of death, he wakes to find his mind has been preserved in a new body, a mechanical body that will never know pain, illness, or old age. But it is much more than that.

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by G. Allen Wilbanks

“Grandma, why do you put milk out at night?”

The old woman placed the shallow bowl on the windowsill and pushed the window open a few inches. “It’s for the pixies, dear. When they find a bowl of milk, they know we’re friendly, so they won’t come inside or do us any harm.”

“What kind of harm?” asked the young girl.

“Don’t worry about it, dear. Run along and play.”

“The girl asks a lot of questions,” came a tiny voice from outside the open window.

“You got your milk, you little bastards,” whispered the old woman. “Leave her alone.”

by G. Allen Wilbanks

These children have no appreciation for the subtlety of the old ways. They flaunt what they are for the whole world to see, confident in their invulnerability.

Books and movies make them bold. Humans love vampires for the moment. Revere them. Want to be them. But that will change. It always does.

Eventually, the fear will outgrow the worship as the humans realize the true risk they face from us. They will turn on us. The careless will be weeded out. It is only a matter of time.

And for the cautious predator, like myself, there is nothing but time.

by G. Allen Wilbanks

Morty loved decorating for Halloween. He was especially proud of the graveyard display he erected on his front lawn every year.

He didn’t want anyone else to make a display that might rival his own.

He also did not want to go to prison.