• A million Fridays behind me, a bajillion Fridays to go! With all the Drabbles in between!

    No clue what any of that means, but it sounded nice in my head. And if it’s in my head then it’s gonna get written down at some point. This is that point.

    Hey! Guess what? There will be all kinds of deals and promos and contests coming up. I’ll be announcing them this coming week. But, the only way you’ll find out about them is if you sign up on my mailing list. Seriously. You don’t want to miss out!

    Get to the signing!

    Now, on to the Drabble!

    Enjoy!

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    Tenderized
    By
    Jake Bible

     

    The engine sputtered and died.

    Tanya glared at the gas gauge, the red arrow lying its ass off as it pointed to half a tank. She pounded the steering wheel with white hot rage until the heels of her hands were tenderized into bruised lumps of pain.

    “Goddammit.”

    She grabbed the blood-coated backpack and shotgun from Delia’s lap and shoved the driver’s side door open. Delia wasn’t going to need them; she’d died a good fifty miles back.

    Tanya didn’t waste a second. She sprinted into the shadowed woods that bordered the road. Cross country was the new plan.

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: The gas tank is lying to you and the spare tire has a drinking problem!

  • 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!

  • Oh, it is on now!

    Roak is back in an all new novel, Nebula Risen, and this time his bounty is a dead man!

    “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!”

    Go get Nebula Risen and see why reviewers love Roak so much!

     

  • 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.

    ***

    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: Don’t be rude!

  • 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!