© J. J. Hanna 2024 “This store is chaos,” Annie said into the phone as she frantically tried to maneuver her cart out of the aisle she’d been blocked into. “That’s what you get for leaving your shopping to the last minute,” Rachel quipped. “Have you found anything good?” “Legos for my nephew, a newContinue reading “Christmas Chaos: a Slice of Life Short Story”
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Off the Path: a Halloween Story
J. J. Hanna © 2024 It was the time of year when forests always seemed to beckon visitors off the path. Most of the time, trees are what they seem: strong, stoic plants that guard the wild spaces. They are wood and greenery, alive yet locked in place and limited to wherever their roots areContinue reading “Off the Path: a Halloween Story”
Short Story: A Very Pembrook Christmas
J. J. Hanna © 2021 Betty pushed through the front door, and I pushed my laptop off of my lap and ran to help her. Her arms were full of bags banging against the glass. “What did you do? Buy the whole store?” She smiled at him, her bright pink hair peeking out from underContinue reading “Short Story: A Very Pembrook Christmas”
Tales of Turedor: The Telekinetic (Part 3)
Amber perched on the pillows covering the ground in her tent. Camelia had promised to return in a few months, giving Amber time to practice and learn and grow in confidence with the magicians in the Cirque. There was one magician in particular who caught Amber’s eye. They seemed nothing alike, but the way theContinue reading “Tales of Turedor: The Telekinetic (Part 3)”
Short Story: An Evening Chat
J. J. Hanna © 2021 I’ll admit it. It was a lot harder to be a vampire back before there was modern medicine and modern conveniences, in large part because I couldn’t blend in nearly as well. Mirrors used to have silver backing, and if you’ve ever tried to style your hair without a mirrorContinue reading “Short Story: An Evening Chat”
Short Story: A Million Little Futures
J. J. Hanna © 2021 It was a beautiful day. The sun peeked out from behind fluffy gray clouds every once in a while, an autumn breeze tugged at the brim of my hat, and I was wearing one of my favorite outfits—a black sleeveless dress with a white Peter Pan collar, gray knit tights,Continue reading “Short Story: A Million Little Futures”
Tales of Turedor: Call Me Camelia (Part 2)
Dreams plagued Amber that night. Neither good nor bad, but different. She never awoke in a cold sweat, as one was apt to do during a season of nightmares. Nor did she find she was happy or well rested. And the dreams—incredibly vivid, almost as if they were memories, though not her own—refused to leaveContinue reading “Tales of Turedor: Call Me Camelia (Part 2)”
Tales of Turedor: The Ruby Pendant (Part 1)
J. J. Hanna © 2020 Her feet pounded the cobblestones, her heart trying to leap out her body through her throat if not for the bone cage keeping it in place. She would stop, if she thought it was safe. But as she tightened her grip on the necklace in her hand, she knew sheContinue reading “Tales of Turedor: The Ruby Pendant (Part 1)”
Short Story: The Pembrook Siren
J. J. Hanna © 2020 I should have known it wouldn’t go the way I’d hoped it would when I saw her across the room. She looked like trouble in the best kind of way. Her hair was short and spiked with a splash of bright pink right in the front, and her studded leatherContinue reading “Short Story: The Pembrook Siren”
Short Story: Green Mountain
J. J. Hanna © 2018 9:07 PM Kelly: Hey, can you call me? I’m walking home and I’m drunk and I think someone’s following me Lou: I can’t call right now, but keep texting me Kelly: K… Kelly: He’s definitely following me Kelly: Should I call the police? Lou: You feel that threatened? Kelly: I’mContinue reading “Short Story: Green Mountain”