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FREAKY FLASH FRIDAY: Sisters by Kim Hart
“Bring out your dead!” Raking slender fingers through raven hair in frustration, Laurel scowled at the scene beyond her window. She knew...
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FFF: Being an Accurate Account of the General Meeting of the Witches/Warlocks Council by Alex Grehy
Full title: Being a True and Accurate Account of the Extraordinary General Meeting of the Witches/Warlocks Council December 2022 A free...
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FREAKY FLASH FRIDAY: Ninety Seconds to Midnight by Ashley McCurry
I call my friend to warn her that the Doomsday Clock is predicting imminent annihilation. “But it’s been at ninety seconds for decades,”...
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FREAKY FLASH FRIDAY: How I Discovered the Fire Demon in my Basement by Eric A. Clayton
I have no idea how long he was sitting there. “The mail hasn’t come yet.” I jumped. My skin itched, a million invisible spiders suddenly...
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FREAKY FLASH FRIDAY: Dawn Visitors by Lisa Williams
I was grateful you’d warned me they were coming. The cottage felt the thud of hooves on the mossy forest floor before anything else. It...
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FREAKY FLASH FRIDAY: The Girl in The Mirror by Lori D'Angelo
I didn't talk to the girl in the mirror, at least not at first. Even though we looked alike, we were not the same. I didn't know where...
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FREAKY FLASH FRIDAY: Hierbas, Veladoras, and Other Necessary Stuff by Abigail Guerrero
Welcome, my sweet child, come in, close the door, look over here. I have everything you ever wanted, and some other things you didn’t...
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FREAKY FLASH FRIDAY: Bells for Silvado by Elizabeth Murphy
A megadrought parched the lake, uncovering the ancient village of Silvado where, according to popular legend, hundreds drowned after a...
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FREAKY FLASH FRIDAY: Consequences by Julio Rainion
TRIGGER WARNING: contains mentions of self-harm and overall self-destructive madness, the loss of a child, death, and body horror...
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FREAKY FLASH FRIDAY: Grace by Amruta Gaiki
I always look at a tree with wonder...
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FREAKY FLASH FRIDAY: Upon Reading “The Yellow Wallpaper” by Lindsay Pelliccia
I stand in the middle of the small room that smells of mildew and listen to the dog barking next door in long exaggerated howls. I wonder...
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