Short Fiction |

The sticky substance expelled from my throat like a torrent. Visions began again. This time I was prepared for them, knowing that although the pain might have felt real they were only dreams and they wouldn’t leave any lasting damage, other than the quick tearing of the Band-Aid from my mind. My fingers covered my mouth, trying to hide my shame but the substance pushed them away, my eyes watered, and my arms were pulled back behind me, from my own…stomach bile Read More

Artifact from Another Universe – Short Story

Posted on September 28, 2021 by Cyber Wave

Status alert: IVR-2 has been found on planet 12-Suicury g. Subatomic string scans and history logs provide the following timeline.

High orbit scans suggest the planet was nonvolatile and non-hostile at the time the bot’s capsule crash landed in a valley on the planet’s surface. Local biological scans revealed that the local fauna discovered the crash site and probed the capsule until they unlocked the cryo-sealed exhaust hatch. A primitive bioluminescent species, the natives managed to access the internal cockpit and drag out the bipedal bot. The natives, themselves bipedal in nature, used their primitive tools and webbed appendages to drag the bot from its capsule and back to their cave hovels Read More

Haunted Wet Dreams – Series – Part Two

Posted on September 21, 2021 by Cyber Wave

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“You want to know so badly.” A voice spoke in a soft, distance melody took me under, not to sleep but to another place, between reality and the cosmic ever after. A place like hell and heaven amalgamated. I couldn’t tell if they were dreams but as the drowsiness of the sleeping pills dissipated it was clear that this much more than a dream Read More

Quulon: Path to Divine Deception – Short Story

Posted on September 16, 2021 by Cyber Wave

“You’re not going to get it. The plague only affects people who believe in It.” said mother, her bangs tickled my face, hanging from the bonnet. She was trying to convince me that the farmers deserved to die, in their fields, in their homes, since believing in the plague was tantamount to blasphemy. “But mother,” I said, “should I be afraid of all my beliefs? Read More

Haunted Wet Dreams – Series – Part One

Posted on September 9, 2021 by Cyber Wave

Her home base looks ready for my baseball bat. Its solid, sheened thickness is aching to pound her diamond plate. Itching to slip into her glove. I grip my pole and get ready for the pitch. The bang comes and there’s another fantasy.

A man stands in the window of a tall steeple. I see only the steeple, not the man inside, and imagine how I could fuck the sky with the tower, if I had a big enough hand. Or perhaps I’d launch my red rocket and part the skies with friction and a sonic boom, churning my stomach from the acceleration. “Slow down.” Someone shouts, but I can’t Read More

Grave Yard Sale – Short Story

Posted on September 1, 2021 by Cyber Wave

“But we don’t have money for plasma.” The old pre-owned wifey-poo was spouting off about the fuel gauge on the pre-owned, self-driving Oldsmobile flyer. They were both staring at individual paper checks each received that day from the Department of Not Wanting To Work, totaling four thousand smackeroos in unemployment wages.

Ernest grabbed a fruit chocolate pastry from the oven below the dash and took a bite. “I had a dream that I should buy a new peanut fluffer.”

“Are you sure it was a dream and not a commercial? Read More

Red Tiger – Short Story

Posted on August 24, 2021 by Cyber Wave

A shrill voice echoed in the mist. The beast had come, like it had so many times before. Windell saw the open-mouthed fear in the tribesmen and stayed eagerly behind them, clutching his Snider rifle as they pushed through the brush, thick jungle leaves over their heads. Leaning down he tried to see through the foliage, a fleeting attempt to catch a glimpse of the beast or its unwitting victim Read More

The Golden Hoard – Short Story

Posted on August 19, 2021 by Cyber Wave

“You’ll end up dead like your daddy.” That’s what grandpa said about the living room. He could have chosen nicer words at least. Nathan’s grandpa wasn’t nice though but he had a lot of cool stuff or “junk” as his mom called it, all throughout the house. The clutter in the living room was at least a few feet taller than himself, columns of books standing like towers over a dark and gray landscape. Nathan was sure there was treasure in there somewhere, under all the stuff, somewhere below it all Read More

Cutting the Crap – Short Story

Posted on August 12, 2021 by Cyber Wave

“I got the good stuff. The good stuff that’ll peel your eyelids off and strip away your ego. You’re living in a fog. The world is much more colorful than you think. Lift the veil, man. Lift the veil.” Charly was practically hanging off the toilet bowl, reaching under the stall to jingle the mini-fermentation inhaler.

“I don’t even know who you are!” shouted the man through the wall. His feet were shuffling in anger on the other side. He nearly slapped the inhaler out of Charly’s hand.

“Hey, hey! Don’t try to steal from me! I worked hard for this stuff. I thought we were friends.”

“I don’t know you! I just want to go to the bathroom in peace! Read More

Bugging Out – Short Story

Posted on August 5, 2021 by Cyber Wave

It’s hard being alone all the time. Especially before the giant bugs, when most of the human population wasn’t dead, starving, or being eaten alive, when they only cared about their own lives and were indifferent to everyone else’s. Harry had initially bought the cabin to be away from people and hide out in the South Mountain Forest, and he was partially glad for it considering he didn’t have to listen to the screams of the mutilated, the thunder of the fly swarms, and the stomping of dog-sized beetles across the ground Read More