Havok Publishing

Archive - April 2019

An Undeserved Chance

Aram sipped black coffee in a café on a street corner, quaint for a metropolitan area. He scanned his mark from a rough wooden chair on a little porch outside. An insurgent patrol, one of a few hundred targets to be...

Imposter

“Judith Wong?” Burke slumped. “You think Judith Wong is a Hungarian spy?” “It makes perfect sense. Think about it!” “Ok.” Burke made a show of thinking, then went back to looking weary. “There. Thought about it. It’s...

When The Lost Get Found

Phenny's sense of humor pushes Detective Billings to the edge, and only a surprising intervention keeps the situation from escalating out of control.

Reflections

I’m a writer who loves data. Charts, graphs, numbers. Spreadsheets. The running joke around Havok is that I’m the Google Forms queen. I’m the organizational cog of our three-headed Cerberus braintrust...

One Shot

This close to a master bloodfencer, the crude piece of metal in my earlobe burned like hell. I itched to take it out, but it was all that guaranteed my sanity. Sweat slicked the grip of my hydropistol as I watched Lord...

The Thirst

My throat is so dry. My tongue so swollen. All I can think of is the great thirst within me. The need to find the one thing which will satisfy my soul—or, what was once my soul before it was stolen from me. Blood. I...

Good at the Last Drop

They are coming. I process the screech of my alarm, my thoughts already running a thousand miles an hour. My children are coming. The house is a mess. Sister-In-Law Who Can Do No Wrong Ever will be here with Perfect...

Commander’s Orders

I wake up sweating, with a blinding headache. Every muscle in my body aches, and my eyes burn. I lift my arm to check the scratches, and sure enough, they’re infected. My forearm is a weird shade of red, which oddly...

Miss Hit

“Who’s winning?” My girlfriend sat on the arm of my recliner and handed me a drink. She’d also brought one for my partner, Tommy. Pretty gracious, since she hated his guts. He glanced at the open bottle with unbridled...

Story Behind the Story

At Havok, we love stories and the people who write them. What better way to celebrate both than by hearing from our talented authors on what sparked the idea of their stories? It’s like peering into the mind of...

Lizards and Dragons

The seventh time I’m reborn, I have long purple hair and a dragon tattoo wrapped around my left hand. Or maybe it’s a lizard. Personally, I prefer dragons. They spit fire, but at least they’re straightforward about it...