An idealistic student experiences the unrest in Portland. I’m Gordon O’Soybe and I’m one of those people who can feel content in most situations. A bus…… Read more “That Night in Portland–an Antifa warrior’s story”
Author: Peter Abram
Peter is an award-winning English writing professional living in Asia. He writes monthly crime stories for local magazines and holds a Master’s Degrees in Educational Management. The ex-serviceman, former entertainment promoter, occasional journalist and documentary producer spent many years performing gothic poetry in Europe and Asia before turning his attentions to crime writing. He is Head of English Language Studies at Guangdong Experimental Yuexiu School in Guangzhou, China.
Three Little Boys
The old man’s back ached terribly as he strained to gaze out the window. He could hear his grandson downstairs, arguing with the exotic girl the boy…… Read more “Three Little Boys”
The Duel of Harenberg
Viscount Hastings knew reaching out to Ms. Black smacked of desperation, but Sedona’s disappearance didn’t afford him the luxury of fretting over appearances. He glanced over the…… Read more “The Duel of Harenberg”
LOVE IN THE TIME OF CORONA– Chapter 2 Blackout
Enough of this nonsense. Hastings rose. “You’ll have to excuse us now. Sedona, follow me.” That, Sedona clearly did not expect. She sprung to her feet, grabbed…… Read more “LOVE IN THE TIME OF CORONA– Chapter 2 Blackout”
Love in the time of Corona
Chapter 1. Light Dances on the River’s Edge. April 2020. A Wednesday Morning It’s hot and dangerous at ten minutes to sun-up in Cambodia. Behind the Jolly…… Read more “Love in the time of Corona”
Ballad of the Lonely Man
There is so much that I could say About the day you threw me away And you can protest that I hurt you But I said sorry…… Read more “Ballad of the Lonely Man”
Light Dances on the River’s Edge
It’s hot and dangerous at ten minutes to sun-up in Cambodia. Behind the gas station, the twins held each other, too afraid of the monster to move. Their…… Read more “Light Dances on the River’s Edge”
Delphi and the Deadly Angels–Final Part DEATH ISLAND
Delphi made it clear, if we weren’t on a ticking clock she would have had me locked up in slots for the rest of the voyage. Payback…… Read more “Delphi and the Deadly Angels–Final Part DEATH ISLAND”
Delphi and the Deadly Angels Part 4 A Bullet at Sunset
My cabin could only be described as non-descript but anything was better than rotting in slots. The AB had already unpacked my sea-bag. Two pairs of brown…… Read more “Delphi and the Deadly Angels Part 4 A Bullet at Sunset”
Delphi and the Deadly Angels Part 3 Hava Nagila
Vera opened the door and we entered a space she described as having originally been used to store fuel and chemicals. That turpentine scent still hung in…… Read more “Delphi and the Deadly Angels Part 3 Hava Nagila”
