"Heroin Eyes"
"Heroin Eyes" Written by Charles "Chucky" Mallon, 2 June, 2011. Reproduced by Ken Anderson. So many people walking by, So dead, but still alive. They're all in a rush to Get in line. Familiar...
Murder at the Speed of Life, part 2
V There is an average of five million car crashes across the USA every year. 30,000 of them are fatal, making up a total of 47,000 corpses because people don't like to die alone. Tonight, Chad Scanlon added to that statistics by ramming his rented...
Cry me a Murder, pt 7 - The Other Side of Zero
Cry Me a Murder. Chapter VII. _The Other Side of Zero._ Morning. I needed a smoke, I needed coffee, I needed a drink and I needed to puke. My stomach cramped up from last night's good bourbon and bad judgement. I'd been so eager to solve the...
Lonely Oak Chapter 51
The irish accent was unmistakable against the noire, as was the hashy laugh that followed. the rabbits approached the ranges, but to lyza's surprise the far one--carlyon range--was completely empty.
Eye of a Needle
#5 of respawn this is the fifth chapter so far of a noir space opera that's going to be called respawn.
Murder at the Speed of Life, part 3
**VIII** I once shared a train with a guy who had seven people inside his head. He wore a pair of worn blue jeans and a faded T-shirt, and he talked to himself in seven voices. People talk to themselves all the time, but that don't make them crazy,...
Se cacher et attendre
Ryan est attiré par ses yeux, deux ellipses noir jais sur fond jaune, qu'il ne peut s'empêcher de chercher du regard, comme hypnotisé.
Cain Coney, Case One, Chapter Three: Bolt Holes
I'm tramping through the jungle. Gunfire sounds in my sensitive ears. It's a ways off, but still too close. If I'm nervous, it's nothing compared to the new recruits. Private Walsh, who joined my squad two weeks ago. He's eighteen. This is his first...
[Story - French] Les enfants ne sont pas des jouets - chap 3
Il faisait encore noir à cette heure. robin eut la chair de poule en jetant un coup d'il dans le couloir. l'air y était frais, ils semblaient peu chauffer la maison malgré l'hiver.
In need of a Favor
This is my first attempt at noir writing. i know it's not likely to be the best, but i hope it's still enjoyable to read. this is also a mini story arc that will tie into the main story.
Glitch in the Neurotic Matrix
In the years I operated as a private eye in Crossroads City, crazy shit had become a normal sight in my line of work. Crazy cases, crazy events, and even crazy clients. On the plus side, it often led to steady revenue coming in whenever Mrs. Smith...
Cain Coney, Case One, Chapter Four: Rossini Horns In
Less than an hour later, I was standing at Central Park West and Eighty-seventh. There was Darrow's house. Then the alley. On the other side was a smaller place, definitely nice, but from the look of it still relatively affordable. More importantly,...