Jake Bible Fiction

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Well, hello there, everybody! Welcome to the Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Hey! Guess what? NEW NOVEL!

    Yep, that’s right, I have a new novel out. SURPRISE! Not really. You know me. I write. It’s what I do.

    What’s the novel? Nebula Risen- A Roak: Galactic Bounty Hunter Novel!

    Bam!

    Jonny Nebula was the greatest heavy-grav fighter to ever compete in the Orbs. Galactic Champion for two decades running, no one could touch his skill. Until his final, brutal fight when his reign came to a bloody, deadly end.
    But, as Roak is about to find out, there’s always an encore.
    An old friend from his past. A job that shouldn’t exist. A web of lies and deceit that goes deeper than anyone knows. Roak has his work cut out for him.
    It’ll take all of Roak’s skills as the galaxy’s premiere bounty hunter to track down a dead man. Especially one that refuses to be found without a knockdown, drag out, to the death (again) fight!

     

     

     

     

     

     

    How ya like dem apples? DOUBLE BAM!

    Now, on with the drabble!

    Enjoy!

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    Works Now
    By
    Jake Bible

     

    “What’s that, Coop?” Ropes asked. “That looks…funny.”

    “Just drink it, Ropes,” Coop replied. “Trust me.”

    “Last time I trusted you, Coop, you nearly poisoned me.”

    “That was an accident.”

    Ropes eyed the bottle with deep suspicion. “Then what is it?”

    “Energy drink.”

    “Not poison?”

    “Would I poison you, Ropes? Would I?”

    “But, last time–.”

    “Accident. Complete and total accident.”

    Ropes reached for the bottle of bubbling green liquid, hesitated, reached for it again, hesitated once more, then took the drink and downed it.

    Ropes died. Horribly. The worst death. Blood, pus, everything.

    “I fixed it,” Coop said. “Works now.”

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: TRIPLE BAM!

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Here we are again, folks. Friday once more.

    Drabble, drabble, drabble! Party, party, party!

    Hey, do me a favor and click this link, please- Support Asheville High School Theatre

    I know most of you do not live in the Asheville area, but supporting the Arts is something that should not be restricted to region. Believe me when I say that I have zero doubt at least one of these kids will impact your life sometime in the future. They are that talented.

    So, here’s the deal: nothing in life is free. If you appreciate what I do each week then please pay it forward and help these kids get to the International Thespian Festival this summer. They are representing the entire State of North Carolina, so you would already be supporting greatness. $10, $25, whatever you can afford. Do it for the kids. Do it for me. Do it for the free drabbles.

    Thanks!

    Now, on with the micro-fiction!

    Enjoy!

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    Don’t Be Rude
    By
    Jake Bible

     

    The child was too shy to even look at the old woman as she leaned down to pinch his cheek.

    “Bobby. Don’t be rude. Say thank you to Mrs. Wollister,” Margaret said as she patted her son’s head. “She went out of her way to make those cookies for your birthday party.”

    Margaret smiled at the old woman.

    “I truly appreciate it, Mrs. Wollister.”

    “No trouble, dear. I despise children and poisoned the cookies. They’re all going to die horribly, so it was my pleasure, honestly.”

    Bobby ran screaming. Margaret wanted to as well, but that would have been rude.

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: Don’t be rude!

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Happy Friday, y’all!

    I did not post a drabble last week due to some intense editing on my novel, Black Box, Inc. Y’all are gonna love this one when it comes out. Urban fantasy with a Jake Bible spin. But, I’ll be announcing that later down the line. Stay tuned!

    For tonight, though, I give you a bit of horror. I haven’t been in the horror mood much lately. Concentrating on scifi and fantasy and whatnot. So, it was fun to delve into the darker corners and see what bloody morsel I could pull out of my head.

    Enjoy!

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    Selfie Smile
    By
    Jake Bible

    Lucy scrolled through the pictures on her phone again and again, growing more nauseous with each viewing of the despicable acts she saw, but she couldn’t pull her eyes away.

    All that blood. So much blood.

    The bodies were mutilated beyond recognition. Skin flayed open and spread out. Limbs nearly hacked off. The brutality was almost more than she could comprehend.

    But, obviously, not more than she could perpetrate. Because in each picture, with a selfie smile plastered to her face, there she was. Face coated in gore, machete prominently displayed.

    “How drunk did I get last night?” she muttered.

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: Say cheese!

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Another Friday is upon us! Huzzah!

    Y’all want some micro-fiction? I know you do! I’ll skip the promos this week. Hopefully, being the decent human beings that y’all are, you’ll click on one of the pics at the bottom of the page or perhaps check out the list of novels above. Because you are decent human beings. Decent. Human beings.

    On with the Drabble!

    Enjoy!

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    I Got You
    By
    Jake Bible

    He could feel the warmth leaving her body. He could feel her heartbeat slow and her breathing become laborious. He could feel her dying.

    “Hold on,” he said. “Almost there. Only half a mile more.”

    He adjusted her weight, careful not to exacerbate her wounds, shifting her body across his shoulders. He felt like his legs would give out, but he couldn’t let that happen. If he did, they’d both be dead in minutes.

    “Hold on, girl,” he said. “I got you.”

    She whined softly and licked his face then rested her head against his shoulder as he continued hiking.

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: Decent. Human. Beings.

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Happy Friday!

    Yes, it is time for another Drabble Party, but this week is kind of crazy and my brain is focused solely on finishing the next Roak: Galactic Bounty Hunter novel. Gotta keep the word flow going, yo!

    So, instead of 100 words of original fiction, I give you an 100 word excerpt from my latest release: Mech Corps. It just so happens that I was able to find exactly 100 words to use. That rarely happens, y’all. I hope you dig the excerpt and feel like picking up the novel. What’s it about? Check it out below!

    Enjoy!

    The human race is about to be without a home, Earth having been turned into a toxic wasteland by decades of war and centuries of neglect.

    Now united and desperate to put down new roots, humanity sets off across the galaxy. But, the galaxy isn’t as hospitable as people would like.

    Humanity needs a miracle to survive against the first alien race they encounter. Good thing they have that miracle in the form of a team of 30-foot human-piloted battle robots known as the Mech Corps!

     

     

     

     

     

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    The massive xeno dodged each punch she threw, answering the attacks with whipcrack shots from its tentacles, knocking Roar off balance again and again.
    “Chomps! Anyone! Can you read me?” Roar yelled into the comms. “Come in, goddammit!”
    “Roar? Your signal is weak. What’s going on?” Chomps replied.
    “In the shit!” Roar shouted. “In the shit!”
    She cried out as pain shot from her left wrist up her arm. She looked down to see five tentacles wrapped about her mech’s wrist, all squeezing and twisting with enough force that the metal alloy was showing signs it was about to buckle.

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: Don’t over think it, people. Go buy the novel!