Dany Slone

Creative Fiction

Stories

  • In Camelot’s mist-shrouded forests, Thoth met Merlin, his staff aglow, a dragon’s scales glinting behind him. “The tablet’s gone again,” Merlin said, his voice weary. “Stolen by shadows.”Thoth’s eyes narrowed. “We’ll take it back.” They ventured deep—past wyverns spitting flame, through faerie glades where time twisted. Arthur joined, Excalibur blazing, his knights a steel-clad tide. Read more

  • Lila and Vince

    Lila met Vince at the worst possible moment. She was behind the counter of her coffee shop at 2 a.m., a barista with a side hustle as a locksmith, when he vaulted over it, leather jacket flapping, and landed in a crouch. Bullets followed, shattering the glass door as three ski-masked goons stormed in, guns Read more