It was around half-past-eleven as Judith left her cottage and set off for the church. The full moon shone brightly in the cloudless sky, and she had no difficulty in finding her way. For reasons no-one could quite remember, the church was situated on a small hill well outside the village itself, and the last part of the journey took her down a narrow lane overshadowed by high hedges of blackthorn. She tried to ignore the...

Suddenly all the lights went out in the house and the girls broke out in fits of fake screams and laughter. I didn’t join in for either. Instead, I decided to sneak out for a quick cig, hoping to skip a round of the silly game we were playing. Okay, the whole sexy-scary Halloween truth or dare was originally my idea, but I wasn’t planning on playing it with this bunch. I even wrote most of the provoking questions. The ult...

Pennants and flags fluttered in the wind; as far as the eye could see, north to south, greens, reds and whites on one side. On the other side, white crosses flew predominantly on a black field; though there were plenty on green fields. Some were bright as the day they were first fitted to the head of a lance or raised upon their pole. Some were dull and torn spattered with blood and mud; evidence of the battles they had b...

The campfire blazed brightly in the cool night, it's warmth radiating to the men surrounding it and helping to keep the chill off. "Getting pretty cold tonight, boys," announced Henri from the edge of the darkness. "Keep that fire going." "Yeah, Boss," replied Bucky. "I"ll make sure of it." "You're a good lad, Bucky Boy," Charlie piped in. "You make sure my balls don't freeze tonight, eh?” "Yeah, you can keep my balls war...

Dear Reader, Nobody believed our story. But the events I relate to you below really happened. It may seem fantastic, but truth is always stranger than fiction. You can make up your own mind—I only want to set the record straight before—well, you’ll see… Our journey started one inauspicious evening almost five years ago; the seven of us unaware, as we embarked on our incredible adventure, that nothing would ever be the sam...

“Yer outnumbered, girl!” ‘Girl? I’ll show you girl.’ Willie propped her bowler hat on a stick and raised it slightly over the ridge of her rocky barricade. A ricochet twanged off the boulder before she even heard the shot; a grey puff of earth rose just above her head. ‘Shit.’ “Last chance, girl,” one of them shouted. ”Reward says dead or alive, but as purdy as ya’re,” there was a pause. “We’d rather take ya alive!” Their...

ARIZONA 1851 Willie Mac was known for being unknown; an enigma of sorts. Some legends say Willie was spawned from the union of two mythical creatures yielding the stealthy quickness of a jackrabbit with a tongue as slick as a rattlesnake and just as venomous. Whenever thunderclouds rolled down the hillside, scorching the earth with strikes of forked lightning and skies opened to rain fury across the prairies, Willie Mac w...