Havok Publishing

Werewolves and Raspberry Jam

Twilight falls, and shadows hang heavily over me. I snuggle deeper into my red cloak, tighten my grip on my basket of treats, and continue down the tangled path. Darkness deepens with each step. What I thought...

Stealing Sight

Anticipation pulses through Anya as she hears the car pull up outside. She rises, making her way to the door, giggling quietly before schooling her features and opening it. The man steps onto the porch, his...

Making Zero Sense – A Dreaming Machines Story

Having my brain poked and prodded while I’m awake is a surreal experience. Prick on one part, and I feel like thick goo is running down my left arm. Boink another, and I can hear my aunt Patel singing the 1995...

Robot Elegy

I jogged to keep up with Mother, my clanging footfalls on the raised metallic walkway nearly lost to the cacophony of the market. The unique technological marvels in the city of Cantabile had convinced our...

Wish

Once in a lifetime, a birthday wish came true. Theo wished his hadn’t. He surveyed the bustling marketplace and leaned back against the fruit vendor’s stall. Beside him, two women haggled with the farmer over...