Jake Bible Fiction

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Oh, you have come back! I thought I’d never see you again!

    Hmmm…what’s that? How can I see you now?

    …

    Well, I can’t, of course. That’d be silly… Ignore the blinking red light. Nothing to see there.

    SO! How about some drabble stuff? 100 words of micro-fiction to distract you from the blinking red light? Not that there is a blinking red light. YOU SEE NOTHING!

    Anyhoo…buy Galactic Vice on audiobook. Or buy Agent Prime on Kindle or paperback. Your choice. HELL, WHY CHOOSE? Pick ’em both. You’ll thank me.

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    Now, on with the drabble!

    Enjoy!

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    Dreadfully Terrifying Occurrence
    By
    Jake Bible

    “Bumbletubs!”

    No response. Not even a “Don’t bother with me, M’Lord! Save yourself!” Rather inconsiderate. Completely unacceptable.

    “Well, Bumbletubs,” the prince muttered. “If you are going to hide after such a tragedy has befallen me then I shall think not of you again. You are banished from my mind, Bumbletubs. Banished!”

    “M’lord? Who are you speaking to?”

    “Bumbletubs!”

    “Yes, M’Lord?”

    “I thought you’d died when my pudding exploded!”

    “Exploded, M’Lord? It appears you only spilled it.”

    “Ah, yes… It appears so. Dreadfully terrifying occurrence. Did not like it. Make sure it never happens again.”

    “I will do my best, M’Lord.”

    ***

    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: So inconsiderate…

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    We made it through another week, people! ANOTHER WEEK!

    I am so proud of each and every one of you. Seriously. I wasn’t sure you’d all be here at the end, but look at y’all… So much pride…

    Okay, enough of the mushy stuff.

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    Funny Story
    By
    Jake Bible

    “Bumbletubs?”

    “Yes, M’Lord?”

    “Why is there a grashbal in my court?”

    “Oh, yes, funny story, M’Lord. You see–.”

    “Is it a long story, Bumbletubs?”

    “Not particularly, M’Lord.”

    “Not particularly…? By what metric are you judging the length of this explanation?”

    “Shorter than our current conversation, M’Lord.”

    “…”

    “…”

    “Get on with it, Bumbletubs.”

    “With enthusiasm, M’Lord.”

    “But not too much enthusiasm, Bumbletubs. I am developing a migraine and you know how enthusiasm exacerbates my condition.”

    “Yes, M’Lord, I shall mute my enthusiasm to an appropriate level.”

    “I appreciate that, Bumbletubs. You were saying about the grashbal…?”

    “Ah, yes, funny story that, M’lord…”

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: Bumbletubs…?

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Howdy, y’all!

    While you read this, I’ll be on I-40 bringing the boy back from college for spring break.

    SPRING BREAK! WOOOOO!

    You know what makes spring break even better? A new audiobook!

    Click this gorgeous pic and go get you some Galactic Vice!

    Now, on with the drabble!

    Enjoy!

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    Never Be Forgotten
    By
    Jake Bible

    No one could have seen it coming. No one.

    Even the megacorporations had no idea it was the end. They were oblivious to the crisis right on the horizon. Always busy with current Profit & Loss statements, never thinking of the future or the consequences of their actions.

    When the stores began to run out, people brushed it off. No one even considered it a possibility. The end? Never. Can’t happen.

    But it did happen. And when it was finally all gone, civilization collapsed. Mayhem. Murder. Misery.

    The day the last carton of ice cream was sold will never be forgotten.

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: We shall never forget!

  • New Audiobook!

    Galactic Vice is now out in audiobook! Go get ya some!

    It all starts with an interstellar cargo barge full of corpses…

    The criminal scum of the galaxy have found a new playground and its name is Jafla Base. Now Galactic Vice Detective Etch Knowles has to infiltrate that playground before the criminal syndicates end up in all-out war.

    Corruption on every level of government, brutal violence around every corner, alien races that consider humans the lowest of low, and a laser blaster always pointed at his back, Knowles needs Galactic Vice Lieutenant Angie McDade and Galactic Vice Detective Kalaka to back him up. Their job is to keep Knowles from getting his head blown off or die trying.

    But there are forces at work that want nothing more than for Jafla Base to burn. And some of those forces may be coming from within the Jafla Base Vice Squad itself!

    Action, intrigue, corruption, lust, and greed fuel the never ending thrill ride that is Galactic Vice!

     

    Murder. Espionage. Romance. Treachery. Greed.

    Agent Prime is prepared for it all!

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Sup, y’all!

    Time for some more Drabbletastic goodness!

    Before you dive into the 100 words, how about you dive into Agent Prime? Click that pic and go get ya some scifi spy action/adventure awesomeness!

    Now, on with the Drabble!

    Enjoy!

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    Humans…
    By
    Jake Bible

    Gray tossed the book into the drawer and shoved it closed. As he moved away from the bedside table, he scratched at a patch of dry skin on his leathery cheek and surveyed the motel room.

    There was a knock at the door. “Housekeeping.”

    Gray opened the door.

    “The human that occupied this room. Where did he go?” Gray asked as the woman stared up at him.

    The woman screamed and ran. Gray watched her go, annoyed. Humans…

    Then the black sedans arrived in the parking lot. He shook his bulbous head and sighed.

    Always with the black sedans. Humans…

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: Humans…