Tag Archives: Urban Fantasy

Blues Cleaners

Jamal was one of the finest blues men in London. While busking near the market, his guitar case always overflowed with cash appreciation. His music was powerful, literally sweeping away his audience’s bad feelings. People walked away from Jamal feeling … Continue reading

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Internet Safety

Larry found the fire pot in a small town in Mexico. He could tell it was ancient. After a quick google search he learned the pot was infamous. The “Fire Pot of Quixochanagua” was dangerous. It came with numerous warnings. … Continue reading

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The Sleepwalk

Marjorie bought the wooden dragon at a flea market. Her son, Avery had been plagued with nightmares and he occasionally sleepwalked. As she tucked in the 8-year old, Avery gazed at the dragon with trepidation, “Aren’t dragons monsters?” he said. … Continue reading

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What Angels Look Like

Tori didn’t feel like celebrating during the Angel Fair. Her 7-year old, Brent, was acting up. He’d done that a lot since the divorce. Tori missed someone adult to share good days and bad days with. “What are those?” asked … Continue reading

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Tasteful Control

The city of Cristobal in Mexico had government, but Manuela Garza really ran things. Crime disappeared in the city. The CIA wanted to know how. After agents 312 and 273 disappeared, Schuler (Agent 17) arrived next. Manuela ran a simple … Continue reading

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Getting Rich Without Trying

Tanya sat nearby, her camera rolling for the documentary. Jennylee the voodoo priestess plied her wares. The stand by the roadside was made with weather beaten wood. The words, “Potions for sale: 25 cents” were hand painted. The bottles were … Continue reading

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Ullenbraer

Anke the beautiful bartender slid another beer to Brian. “Tell us,” she encouraged. “What did your grandmother say about us?” Brian hesitated. Would they be insulted? The beers loosened his tongue. “It’s just a story, okay? She said the baker’s … Continue reading

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