Between the skin shows and an endless supply of cocaine and hard liquor, the city of Las Vegas was perfect for any predator, mortal or otherwise. Usually, the mortal predators lurked in noisy casinos, preying on unsuspecting tourists. Vampires, bloodstalkers,…
Longthought communicates, as he does, in units of emotional impulse. Signs and signifiers ripple out through barely perceptible shifts of posture and via pheromonal emission. He sends this to Cripple: sympathy, comfort, affirmation. Resolve. Longthought appears in the story, “Among…
Yesterday we revealed the Shotguns v. Cthulhu Table of Contents. Today we thought we’d draw back the squamous curtain and share the project brief we sent to our impressive roster of New Cthulhuvians. Here’s the meat of it, shorn of…
Mookie keeps the freezer turned off—it’s where he hangs meat: pigs, mostly. Good breeds, too, not those garbage eaters you find in the grocery store. Duroc, Hampshire, and his favorite, the Berkshire. He’s even got a Mangalitsa and an Iberian…
Though we’ve already revealed the author roster for Shotguns v. Cthulhu, we haven’t yet tantalized you with the titles of its fourteen tales of action-packed cosmic horror…until now: Kyla Ward, Who Looks Back? Rob Heinsoo, Old Wave Dennis Detwiller, Lithic…
They watched the Captain land on a beach, raise his hands in his signature pose, the people in swimsuits leaping up terrified from their towels, feet kicking up sand as they ran to the water’s edge to gather their children.…
Ray Cazador walked into the casino on Bedloe’s Island like he was doing it a favor. Head tilted up, eyes cool, arms akimbo, feet pointed out and forward, just that much short of a swagger in the legs. He didn’t…
Playacting or not, this Mednaiya Knight—an incredible beauty, beyond belief!—was unbelievable. Almost as unbelievable as his own wild notion that beauty, agility, and piratical, swashbuckling swordsmanship might have some chance of saving his country from the machine-gun-toting army of Stonefletcher Global…
Three hundred miles below the departure lounge’s windows, a blue-brown Africa floated. Four years ago I’d volunteered for a tour in the Belt to escape the consequences of my then best-friend’s unwise decision to leave his fiancée in my care…
Aesop’s Modern Fables These confusing times of Internet trolls, one-percenters, toxic fame, and impending singularity cry out for clarity—the clarity found in Aesop’s 2,500 year old fables. 70 writers from across the creative spectrum bring their modern sensibilities to this…
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