Jake Bible Fiction

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Pssst. Hey, you. Yeah, you. You, uh, like Drabbles? Yeah? You like to Party? Yeah, you know what I mean. Party, man, Party. You do? Excellent.

    Then it’s time for another Friday Night Drabble Party! You bring the Friday and I bring the Drabble and we have ourselves a little Party!

    Woo to the hoo!

    I’m working on a new book series and it’s pretty much straight up zombie-goodness. So in the new project’s honor I bring you tonight’s drabble.

    Enjoy!

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    Never Stop

    By

    Jake Bible

    The metal fencing tore into his forearm as he squeezed through. He knew it was bad, but he couldn’t take the time to stop and look. He couldn’t take the time to stop at all.

    The car had blown a gasket three miles back and his feet had been in constant motion since. The dead things were everywhere. Everywhere.

    The moans, the groans, the hisses as he sprinted by, his legs tiring, his lungs burning, the hitch in his side becoming a cramp, becoming a stabbing pain.

    He saw a door. He stopped to try it.

    He shouldn’t have stopped.

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: It’s all about cardio.

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Another Friday, another Party! Can I get a whoop-whoop?

    No? How about a yowza? Not that either?

    Bam? Woot? Yippee?

    No?

    Screw you guys, I’m taking my Drabble and going home…

    Or not!

    Enough babble…

    Enjoy!

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    Unmovable Prison
    By
    Jake Bible

    The needle entered the vein like a long lost lover, home for the weekend, desperate for connection. Up came the blood, mixing, mixing, mixing. Down went the plunger.

    The sigh was long and blissful; the long lost lover having satisfied.

    The room spun; the ceiling evaporated. Stars above became stars in hand; the night sky was infinite and in reach.

    Planets came and went, spinning their dizzying lives around their stars; worlds gone wild.

    Then the inevitable crash; the falling back into the body that was an unmovable prison.

    Hector blinked happily.

    “You’re welcome,” the nurse said. “Tomorrow then?”

    Blink.

    ***

    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: Uh…I got nothing.

  • The Americans and Metal And Ash are now available!

    Howdy, folks!

    I am very pleased to announce that books 2 and 3 of the Apex Trilogy are now available!

    Here is the cover for The Americans!

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    And here is Metal and Ash!

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    I am loving these new covers (still love the old ones too!). Click on the pics and you’ll go to the ordering pages!

    Enjoy!

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Here we are again, folks! Another Friday, another Party, another Drabble!

    Huzzah to the hu and the zzah!

    Hey, see that mock cover to the right? The one that says Natural Born Cyborgs? Have a click and pre-order that puppy! I’ve been working on the outline and story and soon there will be some updates for y’all! But be sure and get in early.

    Now to the drabble!

    Enjoy!

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    In A Flash
    By
    Jake Bible

    “It steals your soul,” whispered Alyse. “That’s what my priest says.”

    “That’s crazy,” Wilma said from the corner of her mouth, trying to hold her smile. “Now shush.”

    “But what if it does?” Alyse asked.

    “Please don’t move or talk,” the man behind the large box said. “It will ruin the photograph.”

    “Hush,” Wilma warned. “Be still.”

    The flash was almost painful and Alyse shook her head while blinking her eyes repeatedly.

    “Is that all?” Wilma asked. “When can we pick it up?”

    “Give me three days,” the photographer said.

    “Do we pay now?” Wilma asked.

    The photographer just smiled.

    ***

    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: At no point am I saying Glamor Shots will steal your soul. But I’m also not saying it won’t. Just saying.

  • Friday Night Drabble Party!

    You gotta, you gotta, you gotta get up on the git down! It’s the Friday Night Drabble Party!

    Are you ready for some Drabble? I SAID, ARE YOU READY FOR SOME DRABBLE?

    I know you are!

    So let’s get to it!

    Enjoy!

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    Stuck
    By
    Jake Bible

    Musty, slimy algae filled his nostrils and Carlos struggled not to snort the goo and choke to death. He was upside down; still seatbelted into the driver seat. He fumbled at the latch, but his hands wouldn’t obey. He tried to kick himself free, but his legs wouldn’t obey.

    Nothing below his neck would obey.

    “HELP!” he screamed as he watched the swamp water start to rise. The car was sinking and he couldn’t do a thing about it. He was completely, 100% stuck.

    His last thought was what would people think when they found the body in the trunk.

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    Cheers!

    Disclaimer: Swamps, man. Swamps.