The Evening Universe
An International Magazine of Horror, Sci-Fi and Fantasy
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February 29, 2024
Issue 12 is done. It can change your mind about winter!
Dear readers, writers and friends! Do you like winter? If not, then I will try to change your mind by sharing a few facts....
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November 30, 2023
We are back. Read Issue 11!
Dear readers, writers and friends! The eleventh issue of “The Evening Universe” contains the best works submitted to us during the autumn of 2023....
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August 31, 2023
The summer is dying, but Issue 10 is alive!
Dear readers, writers and friends! Have you ever traveled across the Solar System, heard the bells, purchased a bottle of time, or saw houses...
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July 31, 2023
Read Issue 9! You will know what H really means
Dear readers, writers and friends! Have you ever heard the songs of the ancient gods, met a lighthouse keeper, or studied so intensely for...
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June 30, 2023
Issue 8 is alive and full of summer warmth, chilling horror and space dreams!
Dear readers, writers and friends! Summer is a great time to enjoy the sun and warmer weather, but it’s also the best time to...
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Two-Sentence Stories
Deep in the forest
by Derf Vader
All my life, my mother has said it was an accident and not to blame myself for drowning my little brother in the bath tub while we were playing…
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His eyes met those of the child with the dagger
by Eva Grace
Gold does not rust, no matter how long it stays buried. His face paled when he saw…
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I love my new phone’s ability
by Emma-Sunshine Mackereth
I finally tried holding her hand last night! She did seem shocked, but that was probably just because…
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The Prince of Darkness
by Dmitry Triputin
“Why, why aren’t you afraid of us?!” vampires, werewolves and ghouls of various stripes moaned and howled in every possible way, as they approached and surrounded me…
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When we landed on Mars
by Matthew Gall
I screamed in pain as the kidney stone finally passed, glancing down at the bowl to see the size. The next scream had nothing to do with pain, as I saw…
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There was no one named Judas
by Maxim Sviridenkov
My ex-girlfriend was the only one who looked as if she was still in her early twenties at our twentieth-year high-school reunion. Unfortunately, I can’t prove it, because…
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