We’re quivering with excitement as we offer up Issue #2 of Trigger Warning. This time our palette is autumnal gold (unofficial Pantone color: pumpkin spice latte’). In honor of Halloween, we’re breaking protocol (already!) and offering an all-horror issue (so… Continue Reading →

Travis stood, arms folded, surveying the deck of the ship like a surfer looking out to sea for a perfect set of waves, the meaning of life, a tax loophole, dinner options. Blue sky stacked with clouds served as a… Continue Reading →

“If I killed somebody, I’d hide the body right … there.” We all looked out the window, at where Jeremy was pointing–a big mess of buttonwood trees sticking up out of the swamp, right next to the highway. “Too close to… Continue Reading →

He awoke with perspiration covering his naked body. He opened his eyes and saw the sun glaring down at him. A rivulet of sweat burst through the dam created by his eyebrow and emptied into the corner of his eyes…. Continue Reading →

If Eleanor had known what was to happen later that evening, she would have behaved better earlier, up on the mountain road. It was always that way between David and her, a constant dance, a tension between trust and fear,… Continue Reading →

It was well past midnight as I drove home from my new job. The pay wasn’t so good, and it was far from home, but I really had no choice considering I was behind on rent. Exhausted from working a… Continue Reading →

GIVE HIM THE ACTUAL NEWSPAPER ISSUED ON THE DAY HE WAS BORN! NOT JUST A FRONT PAGE OR REPRODUCTION, BUT THE ACTUAL AND COMPLETE EDITION* OF THE NEW YORK TIMES, ANY DATE 1880-2013!

Heart trap was a nice way of saying it. Sure, there were no jagged teeth biting into spindly legs. Nor was there a spring loaded bar that snaps tiny necks like carrot sticks.

Welcome readers and writers to Trigger Warning, an online short story site, created in the spirit of the pulpy, digest-sized magazines of the 70s and 80s: Ellery Queen’s Mystery Magazine, Alfred Hitchcock’s Mystery Magazine, and Analog Science Fiction & Fact… Continue Reading →

In the beginning, it was supposed to be a straightforward alien-encounter story – no literary flourishes, no profound philosophical content, nothing more than a plain Jane, everything-accessible-at-first-read, man-meets-extraterrestrial being story running no less than 4,000 words and no more than… Continue Reading →

“Get away from me!” Cam swung the rickety door open, hard! The loose screen billowed, sifting dust, as he scrambled past, onto the porch. The door bounced shut with a clunk.