By J. A. Konrath
JA Konrath, writer of the Lt. Jacqueline "Jack" Daniels thrilller sequence (Whiskey bitter, Bloody Mary, Rusty Nail, soiled Martini, Fuzzy Navel, Cherry Bomb, Shaken) deals a huge 180,000 be aware choice of sixty-five formerly released brief tales from the mystery, horror, and comedy genres, together with many from his award-winning series.
Stories to make you snigger, scream, flinch, imagine, scratch your head, and roll your eyes. This assortment has anything to thrill every kind of Kindle reader, and is a cheap technique to get brought to the writer and his work.
INTRODUCTION by means of JA Konrath
JACK DANIELS AND FRIENDS
On the Rocks - Jack Daniels solves a locked room mystery
Whelp sought after - Harry McGlade turns into a dognapper
Street track - Phineas Troutt hunts a prostitute
The person who obtained Away - The Gingerbread Man's final victim
With a Twist - Jack Daniels solves an very unlikely crime
Epitaph - Phineas Troutt avenges a death
Taken to the Cleaners - Harry McGlade goofs off
Body photographs - Jack Daniels at a college shooting
Suffer - Phineas Troutt as a hitman
Overproof - Jack Daniels discovers what's preventing traffic
Bereavement - Phineas Troutt as hitman
Pot Shot - Herb Benedict will get shot at
Last Request - Phineas Troutt meets his match
Planter's Punch - Jack Daniels meets Tom Schreck's Duffy Domborwski
Truck cease - Jack Daniels meets Taylor from AFRAID and Donaldson from SERIAL
The titanic men - flash fiction
The contract - very nasty noir
A Fistful of comfortable - a satire of the comfortable genre
Cleansing - against the law of biblical proportions
Lying Eyes - clear up it yourself
Perfect Plan - clear up it yourself
Piece of Cake - resolve it yourself
Animal allure - remedy it yourself
Basketcase - hardboiled horror
Urgent answer wanted - how you can take care of spammers
Blaine’s Deal - parody of hardboiled noir
The Confession - bad noir
Finicky Eater - nuclear holocaust and cannibals
The Screaming - Van Helsing lives
Mr. Pull Ups - physique amendment horror
The Shed - a few losers locate the door to hell
Them’s solid Eats - rednecks vs. aliens
First Time - a young coming of age story
Forgiveness - the genesis of evil
Redux - ghost tale noir
The Bag - what's within the bag?
Careful, He Bites - lyncanthrope flash fiction
Symbios - sci-fi horror
A subject of style - zombie flash fiction
Embrace - gothic fiction
Trailer Sucks - gross out gore
Markey - mental horror
Punishment Room - terrible suspense
Shapeshifter's nameless - humorous paranormal
SERIAL - with Blake Crouch
Dear Diary - a dip into madness
The Eagle - early horror
A Sound of Blunder - with F. Paul Wilson
Light Drizzle - parody of hitman stories
Mr. Spaceman - technological know-how fiction satire
Don’t Press That Button! - essay on James Bond
Piranha Pool - comedy approximately writing
Well Balanced Meal - gross out humor
A Newbie’s advisor to Thrillerfest - essay on writing conventions
Inspector Oxnard - parody of mysteries
Appalachian Lullaby - radioactive monkeys
One evening merely - funny story
An Archaeologist’s tale - satire
Could Stephanie Plum vehicle quite Get automobile coverage? - essay
Cozy or Hardboiled? - essay
Addiction - comedy approximately writing
Weigh to move - humor column approximately health and wellbeing clubs
Cub Scout Gore ceremonial dinner - with Jeff Strand
Hint Fiction - 4 tremendous shorts
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The freak walks off, up the stairs, out of sight. Moni tries to scream, choking on the cloth. She shakes and pulls and bucks but there’s no release from the twine and the gag won’t come out and any second he’ll be coming back down the stairs to use that awful blowtorch... The blowtorch. Moni stops struggling. Listens for the hissing sound. It’s behind her. She twists, cranes her neck around, sees the torch sitting on the floor only a few inches from her head. It’s still on. Moni scoots her body toward it.
She’s in a basement. Staring up at the unfinished ceiling. Moni tries to sit up, but her arms don’t move. They’re bound with twine, bound to steel rods set into the floor. She raises her head, sees her feet are also tied, legs apart. Her clothes are gone. Moni feels a scream building inside her, forces it back down. Forces herself to think. She takes in her surroundings. It’s bright, brighter than a basement should be. Two big lights on stands point down at her. Between them is a tripod. A camcorder.
The freak pauses, the flame a foot away from her thighs. The bell chimes again. A doorbell, coming from upstairs. Moni begins to cry out, but he guesses her intent, bringing his fist down hard onto her face. Moni sees blurry motes, tastes blood. A moment later he’s shoving something in her mouth. Her halter top, wedging it in so far it sticks to the back of her throat. “Be right back, bitch. ” The freak walks off, up the stairs, out of sight. Moni tries to scream, choking on the cloth. She shakes and pulls and bucks but there’s no release from the twine and the gag won’t come out and any second he’ll be coming back down the stairs to use that awful blowtorch...