Fiction

Manifest Reality Anthology

by E.V. Jacob on February 25, 2016

Exciting news! My short story, “The Voice”, has been published in the incredible anthology, Manifest Reality, now available on Amazon in Kindle or paperback! You can pick up your copy now and enjoy the twisted tales of thirteen talented authors! If you’d like a little peek at my story before you buy (or while you […]

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The Surrogate Sea Launch Tour: Top 6 Book Six Quotes & An Interview With Danielle! ((LATE D: ))

by E.V. Jacob on March 31, 2015

NOTE: This post is a day late because I am a HORRIBLE PERSON who didn’t double-check that her scheduler was set correctly (STUPID TIME ZONES) and I am terribly sorry for this and I hope Danielle doesn’t disown me because noooooooo. (See below for your supposed-to-be-posted-yesterday book launch tour post…oh, and read The Surrogate Sea!) […]

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A Garden of Graves

June 21, 2012

Anna hobbled up the hill to the field where a fresh grave waited.  It was a small, crude hole in the earth; it hadn’t taken long for her to dig. She struggled with each step, not because the body was heavy – the others had been far larger and more difficult to move.  Her strain […]

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In Dreams

June 14, 2012

Another one of our stories from 2006. We are particularly fond of this one – maybe it’ll get an update in the near future. Charlene turned, examining herself in the mirror. Her figure had been altered greatly by the pregnancy. Not that she minded, really, it was more the fact that she had nothing to […]

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Attack on Ariadne

June 7, 2012

For Melissa Jacob. The planet loomed, huge and green, before Captain Malcolm Reynolds as his ship swept in closer. He studied it as Wash brought them smoothly down through the highest reaches of the atmosphere – one of the many benefits of having a master pilot on hand was the smooth space-to-atmosphere transitions. As they […]

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Blind

May 24, 2012

A short story from 2006 – don’t judge, you were young and foolish once, too. Olivia was sitting in the foyer, waiting for her father to come in. He was going to take her to the library today. They’d gotten some new books in Braille – she was eager to have something new to read. […]

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