Short stories: Murder 158 Articles

by Michelle N. Broughton

Hell found me. I was ten years old when I met the Devil. He had no pitchfork tail or horns. He didn't look like a goat or any of the strange pictures I'd seen in my short lifetime. He was five feet ten inches tall, had...read more

by Wendy Pettit

Beyond the Streets All he heard was the ringing of the phone, over and over again. He finally rolled over and after knocking over the lamp, he successfully reached the phone. "Yeah" he half mumbled into the phone. "Y...read more

by Phyllis Thompson

Hauntingly Yours She sits there looking so cool, so elegant and beautiful. All signs of the grieving widow have disappeared. She'd played the part to perfection, fooling everyone bu...read more

by Andrew Finch

Grandpa Jones liked his whiskey about as much as he liked his rocking chair, which was appropriate, because you'd never see him with one and not the other. I used to love that he drank so much, because I always associated...read more

by Steven Imlay

The Letter There was a chill on the air as the moon shone eerily through the clouds, lighting up a small clearing in the woods. All was silent. The night birds didn't call. Even the insects knew something just wasn't r...read more

by Paul Tyrrell

The mad rush to catch the plane after over sleeping was just so chaotic. Regretting leaving his packing until the last moment and now he was going nuts scrambling things he thought he might need into his case. His wife Ann...read more

by David Elder

Nothing Personal Detective Jared Collins looked across the table at the suspect. This guy had obviously been through some kind of interrogation training because he hadn't said a word since he'd been brought in. He simpl...read more

by Huma Rashid

It Happened One Night That was the last time she let Dr. Cameron Holmes convince her to go golfing with him and the chief of surgery. Lucia Marianni huffed to herself as she adjusted her case of clubs over her sho...read more

by Susan Thrower

Her eyes glazed slowly and her smile faded. Karen picked up her purse and keys and slowly walked to the door. "Did you want anything from the store?" she asked as she slipped into her shoes. The voice answered from the ...read more

by Claire Luna-Pinsker

Living With A Chronic Complainer She kept glancing back and forth from her watch to the front door. A sweep of her eyes over her calm house made her utter a deep sigh. She managed to gulp down charcoal black coffee, ch...read more

by Dusty Davis

"The Highway Patrolman" Shawn Kennedy turned on the radio in his Ford Mustang convertible. Him and his new wife were going to Hershey, Pennslyvania for their honeymoon. The wind blew threw his short dark hair as he flippe...read more

by Adam Birmingham

Death is a Virtue Micheal Dwayne was living in the monotony of a regular life. He was a seventeen year old student at his local high school. He recently had a run in with the local police and was trying to keep his head d...read more

by Krymzen Hall

"The carnival is the devil's playground." Elayna Reese remembered her father's words as she walked passed the abandoned ticket booth at sunrise. The carnival was quiet, vacant, guarding its mysteries in the funhouse, whis...read more

by Taylor Schmidt

WHY ME? "Why is this happening to me," Michael thought with terror flooding through his body like a virus. Michael was standing on a porch stool with a noose around his neck, while hi...read more

by Lee Stephens

Catherine- Catherine sat in the coffee shop sipping a latte. This was her daily ritual. She would leave work and stop at the shop on her way home to get a jolt of caffiene for the mile long walk. She owned a car but ...read more

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by KO1957

The Grey Widow The air was crisp and chilly. Fall was definitely here. However, this was not Father Tom Romans' favorite time of year, he preferred the warm days of summer, but a ...read more

by David Cowardin

Whenever one of my cellmates asked me what I was in for I would always reply the same. I told my home dogs I flat out murdered a man so they would think I'm a hard ass and a true gangster. I'm paralyzed from the waste do...read more

by Ignatius Morrigan Parlan

Getting Away With Murder The target was a suburbanite on the outskirts of Los Angeles. A "soft target," as the trade speak went. Little to no protection, easily recognizable day-to-day pattern; a quick hit, and I could ...read more

by Tucker Warner

Hostage Klevin runs from the sirens that are looking for him. He doesn't want to be caught for a simple burglary. There is much more he has done that he would rather be caught for. He continues along the wet paveme...read more

by Brian Brackney

As I lay there waiting for my pulse to run out. A little race that will slowly reach the finish line. I look into its face and watch his beaming eyes. They looked so empty as he butchered my daughter. I couldn't do anythin...read more