by Pat Bove | Jan 17, 2025 | Flash Fiction
There was a jumper that morning. I felt nothing. I usually run the Brooklyn Bridge every morning, but that day, twirling red and blue lights disrupted the routine. A crowd had formed around the police blockade. “He was wearing a suit,” someone said. “Must be some...
by Pat Bove | Jan 17, 2025 | Absurd Flash Fiction
I’d been unemployed for five months. Don’t judge me for taking what I could get. Sure, the late hours and unsettling house visits are off-putting, but a job’s a job. It all starts like this: Job hunting usually means a daily routine of LinkedIn, Indeed, Monster,...
by Pat Bove | Jan 17, 2025 | A Short Story
Hell had fallen to the Damned. Lucifer was slain. Cain, burning with rage at humanity’s suffering, led them, promising the downfall of the gods and a new age for all. And thus, the invasion of Heaven began. I never thought that’s where I’d be. The war machine...
by Pat Bove | Jan 16, 2025 | Absurd Flash Fiction
Todd had gotten a demon prince as his soul link on his eighteenth birthday, and promptly lied to everyone. “Who the fuck gets a demon?” he asked himself as he questioned his own soul’s true intentions. Todd had learned how to ditch his demon. And he did it a lot. Like...
by Pat Bove | Jan 16, 2025 | Absurd Flash Fiction
“If I’m not naked, it doesn’t work,” the stranger said as he stripped off his last piece of clothing as the gunman shouted in the distance. “What doesn’t work?!” I snapped. “My power!” The stranger was now standing bare ass right in front of me. I...
by Pat Bove | Jan 16, 2025 | A Short Story
He was cold. A fierce gust of wind, strong enough to best a man with numb fingers and a back raw from twenty fresh lashes, ripped the torch from his hand. His fingers ached as they closed around the hilt of his gladius, cold and steady against his palm. A roar...
