Feast

Written By: N.Z. Thorne A palm slammed hard across a countertop. The sound of the impact pierced through the repetitive blare of store music and echoed through the desolate refrigerated aisles.

Written By: Seven Standen My final victim tasted like burnt nicotine and saccharine peppermints. He started keeping the individually wrapped mints in his pocket after I told him, on our first date, I hated smoking.

Written By: Chris Thomson Squelching. I wish I had a better way to describe it, but that was the noise I heard. Squelching. Loud and grotesque and truly unappetising.

Written By: M. Cronin "I read about a weird kind of worm," Ty said, as Atlas burst from the lake's cool waters and staggered to the shallows with a spluttering gasp.

Written By: Sydney Thomson Mother deer does not grieve for a fawn not yet dead the winter is barren but this is forgivable

Written By: Keegan Hughes Kellan pulled up the rope ladder rung by rung, careful not to snag it on any branches. It was starting to fray, and he couldn’t ask Dad to fix it again.