Havok Publishing

Six Funerary Rings

The first ring came to me in the night, carried by servants of the Undead King, iron masks concealing their faces. The bird was dying when I found it. When I stroked its soft head, I felt its life—a fierce...

Heap of Trouble

I’m not robbing the witch. Or so I told myself while creeping toward her cottage by moonlight. What used to be her cottage, really—she’d died the day before. Earlier that evening, I’d heard the chanting of her...

The Lint Job

Something skittered under Avery’s bed. Not again. He opened his eyes. The bedroom door was cracked open, sending a thin line of hallway light over the bed. Across the room, the clock on Avery’s dresser showed...

Skin-Sealed Sanctum – A Dreaming Machines Story

“Nasir, do you think another tattoo is necessary?” asked the robotic skull from its place hanging on a dusty shelf. His eyes glowed azure. Nasir lifted his gaze from the pencil-sized steel spike—his...

Uncoiled

“Florence. Florence! I’m sorry. Please come back.” The shouts ricochet between the chimney-like hoodoo rocks, making it seem like Aunt Junie is everywhere at once. I huff. If anyone could master that...