Short Story: When Darkness Falls

When Darkness Falls The sliding glass doors closed behind me and I stepped out into the crisp autumn air, the warmth of the hospital foyer dissipating. I glanced up at the flashing neon sign of a red cross, shrugging my coat tighter over my shoulders in the face of the misty rain falling from the…

Short Story: The Early Beach Runner

Here’s another of my short stories that I entered into a writing competition with no success. Competition was called The Thunderbolt Prize. Sadly I have yet to crack the competition egg! Please enjoy my award winning thriller/suspense story… The Early Beach Runner. P.s. I really suck at present tense so I do apologise in advance.