Category: Stories


Stories

Nightfall’s Echo

The clock showed three-seventeen in the morning. My phone chimed. It wasn’t the harsh blare…

Thomas Ford
Stories

He Had Everything

A King Without A Kingdom The low rumble of the Veridian GT was a lullaby…

Thomas Ford
Stories

The Sweet Lie

The smell of baked goods was thick, almost suffocating. It was late afternoon, a Friday,…

Thomas Ford