Short Stories Archive

The Smuggler (Sci-Fi)

Posted September 11, 2014 By L.A. Marr

The sudden jolt of the shuttle leaving hyperspeed rocked Iness forward from the reclined position she had assumed just before the shuttle jumped. The angle of the craft in the gravity-less vacuum of space didn’t feel right, nor did the sudden deceleration brought on by the artificial gravity equipment trying to compensate.  She wandered up […]

The Biker

Posted August 15, 2014 By L.A. Marr

Who are you riding with?

The Neighbor

Posted August 15, 2014 By L.A. Marr

Sometimes hope for a young family can be found across the fence.

The Ride

Posted August 5, 2014 By L.A. Marr

Perhaps this sounds like a ride you might have taken…

The Driver

Posted August 1, 2014 By L.A. Marr

I’m not sure it is very good, but it is from the heart.

An Odd Legacy

Posted July 2, 2014 By L.A. Marr

An Odd Legacy “And last do I bequeath to my youngest daughter the contents of the box found on my office roll top desk. It is approximately one foot long, eight inches wide, and four inches tall. It is covered with oriental carving.” Said the barrister in the same somber tone he had been using […]

Lone Wolf

Posted May 17, 2014 By L.A. Marr

The Wolf Mates For Life She crested the hill and glanced across the plains, then turned to acknowledge her mate as he joined her. Together they surveyed the wind, looking upwind to judge the scents they were sorting. Satisfied that there was nothing of interest, they traveled on their journey.  They shared equally the lead, […]


Posted March 10, 2012 By L.A. Marr

(( This story was written while I participated in a MMORPG game. I’ve got several about the characters I’ve played, although the names of some have been changed. Perhaps I will someday place them in a compilation, or even develop them into a story that will fill a book. Enjoy them for now. )) Arihelnes […]


Posted January 25, 2012 By L.A. Marr

In distant books, the Megilindir’s sword becomes mythical. It will be known by the name, “Hope.” Often Aleyne on her travels will be asked the name of her blade, and equally often her response will be met with puzzlement and confusion. Here is an excerpt where, while at Athandraul on the occasion of the combat […]