All good things must come to an end, or in the case of these two books, reach the end of contract life and go out of print. Ergo, from right now until midnight on Tuesday, March 31st, we are giving away the Kindle editions of Stupefying Stories #16 and #17 free for the cost of a click.
But get ‘em now, because come Wednesday morning, they’re gone forever.
CONTENTS:
#16 - https://www.amazon.com/dp/B06XD4QXD3
I LIVE THE WARRIOR’S LIFE • by Robert Lowell Russell
No one knew how Mel summoned Brother Crow to this world, but the trickster was delighted to help Mel with his practical joke. Then, because Crow loved a good prank, he left the door to the spirit world open, and everything changed…
THIS IS NOT WHEN YOU SAID THAT YOU WOULD MEET ME • by Robert Dawson
When she went into cryosleep, her husband promised to wake her as soon as they found a cure. He was a sweet and loving man, but he’d always been the forgetful sort.
IRENA PESTROVICH • by Thomas K. Carpenter
She was a special kind of FBI agent, with a special set of skills—which was good, because this was no ordinary murder.
ONE SAFFRON THREAD • by Sarah Bartsch
It’d been years since the Royal Mages had visited the orphanage, seeking children with the gift. Sativa would do anything to make sure she was the one they chose.
LONG COLD WISH • by Laura DeHaan
Never, ever, drink from a wishing well. You just don’t know what else might be down there.
PROVINCIAL AFFAIRS • by Alter S. Reiss
The Lady Adinara Rvellin was a complete disgrace to the Imperial Service, and she worked very hard to make sure everyone knew that.
THE BUSINESS OF RATS • by Sandra M. Odell
Ratty Tomlin had never met a rat he couldn’t catch. Then he took the Beckett and Brownman job.
THE MEMORY OF WORMS • by Karin Terebessy
As her father’s illness grew worse, they hid the scissors and the kitchen knives. But the valaÅ¡ka remained, mounted in its place of honor above the mantelpiece.
CATCH OF THE DAY • by Kurt Heinrich Hyatt
After crash landing on an Earthlike alien world, survival should have been easy. All they had to do was catch a fish…
#17 - https://www.amazon.com/dp/B06XPGZFW5
FISH AND FOOLS • by Beth Powers
“Oftentimes, I ask a listener to select the staff and thus guide the tale. But on nights like this,” the howling wind obligingly rattled the tavern windows as the Carving Bard paused to select an arrow-straight length of silvery wood from her bundle, “in places that border the wildlands, one tale always screams to be told...”
THE LIBRARIAN AND THE TROLL • by E. G. Cosh
Winkleton Manor was the sort of place where absolutely nothing disrespectable ever happened—until Maud McInerney-Smythe left an old volume of Scandanavian poetry unread for just a little too long...
STAR COME OUT • by Joanne Rixon
These are the machines that keep me alive: the CPAP machine that keeps me breathing while I sleep, my customized electric wheelchair, and my speech-generating vox system. To me it’s the difference between life and death, between being and nothingness. When people hear me speak, they pity me. I don’t need their pity, though. I’m a poet with a robot voice. How cool is that?
FINDING GEORGIA • by Christian Riley
Her name is Georgia, she’s my peach, a laugh sweet as honey and with eyes like wine, they could make you handsome drunk just looking at them. She knew that about herself, my wife did. And I think that fueled her, kept her spirit on the move. Perhaps that’s why she was always running...
THE RANSOM OF PRINCESS STARSHINE • by Amy Thomson
Vartan guided his horse closer to the sound of girlish laughter coming from just beyond the willow copse. He motioned to his warriors to spread out. With luck, the girls would think the horse was a browsing joota, and he could kidnap a fine bride for his brother...
THE JAGUAR’S SON • by R. Y. Brockway
Arnold was just getting used to the fact that he’d never see his mother again when the University called about the matter of her office. When he found the old photo in her desk’s bottom drawer, he knew he’d found something special—and a mystery...
FOREST OF LIGHTS • by R. L. Bowden
He didn’t look strange to start with, but I guess that comes down to the blinkered vision you adopt on public transport in London. The kind that means you can spend an hour crushed against another human being, so close you’re tasting each other’s breath, but you’re barely able to recall the colour of their hair or what they were wearing... When you're talking to the police, afterwards.
THE WITCH’S KEY • by Jennifer Campbell-Hicks
In the maze under the bright sunless sky, the witch gave me an easy way out. All I had to do was follow the cat—obey the rules—and stay alive...
THE PRACTITIONER • by James Khan
At 8:07 A.M., the Rumpke landfill stood as the second largest in the United States. It reached 1,672 feet at its peak, could be smelled from a mile away, and seen from as far as two. It was such a landmark that the citizens called it Mount Rumpke.
At one second after 8:07 A.M., Mount Rumpke ceased to exist. In its place stood a meadow of lilies...
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