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Nothing To Lose: The Adventures of Captain Nothing, #1
Nothing To Lose: The Adventures of Captain Nothing, #1
Nothing To Lose: The Adventures of Captain Nothing, #1
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Nothing To Lose: The Adventures of Captain Nothing, #1

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So you think you know all about superheroes? Those guys in the capes and the lightly starched spandex speedoes. Leaping tall buildings and always getting the girl. 

You don't know nothing.

Join Steve Vernon, Nova Scotia's hardest working horror writer, as he takes you into the world of Captain Nothing. It's a world without hope, a world that is as cold and dark as a landlord's heart, three days after the rent is due. It's a world that could give the Batman a case of the squirming night fears. NOTHING TO LOSE is a collection of stories that will show you the darker side of courage. It will show you the shadows in a hero's heart. 

Go on. I dare you to take a closer look.

You've got nothing to lose.

"If Harlan Ellison, Richard Matheson and Robert Bloch had a three-way sex romp in a hot tub, and then a team of scientists came in and filtered out the water and mixed the leftover DNA into a test tube, the resulting genetic experiment would most likely grow up into Steve Vernon." – Bookgasm

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PublisherSteve Vernon
Release dateOct 3, 2016
ISBN9781536567151
Nothing To Lose: The Adventures of Captain Nothing, #1
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Steve Vernon

Everybody always wants a peek at the man behind the curtain. They all want to see just exactly what makes an author tick.Which ticks me off just a little bit - but what good is a lifetime if you can't ride out the peeve and ill-feeling and grin through it all. Hi! I am Steve Vernon and I'd love to scare you. Along the way I'll try to entertain you and I guarantee a giggle as well.If you want to picture me just think of that old dude at the campfire spinning out ghost stories and weird adventures and the grand epic saga of how Thud the Second stepped out of his cave with nothing more than a rock in his fist and slew the mighty saber-toothed tiger.If I listed all of the books I've written I'd most likely bore you - and I am allergic to boring so I will not bore you any further. Go and read some of my books. I promise I sound a whole lot better in print than in real life. Heck, I'll even brush my teeth and comb my hair if you think that will help any.For more up-to-date info please follow my blog at:http://stevevernonstoryteller.wordpress.com/And follow me at Twitter:@StephenVernonyours in storytelling,Steve Vernon

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    Nothing To Lose - Steve Vernon

    What People Are Saying About Steve Vernon

    If Harlan Ellison, Richard Matheson and Robert Bloch had a three-way sex romp in a hot tub, and then a team of scientists came in and filtered out the water and mixed the leftover DNA into a test tube, the resulting genetic experiment would most likely grow up into Steve Vernon. – Bookgasm

    Steve Vernon is something of an anomaly in the world of horror literature. He's one of the freshest new voices in the genre although his career has spanned twenty years. Writing with a rare swagger and confidence, Steve Vernon can lead his readers through an entire gamut of emotions from outright fear and repulsion to pity and laughter. - Cemetery Dance

    Armed with a bizarre sense of humor, a huge amount of originality, a flair for taking risks and a strong grasp of characterization - Steve's got the chops for sure. - Dark Discoveries

    Steve Vernon is a hard writer to pin down. And that’s a good thing. – Dark Scribe Magazine

    This genre needs new blood and Steve Vernon is quite a transfusion. –Edward Lee, author of FLESH GOTHIC and CITY INFERNAL

    Steve Vernon is one of the finest new talents of horror and dark fiction - Owl Goingback, author of CROTA

    Steve Vernon was born to write. He's the real deal and we're lucky to have him. - Richard Chizmar

    Dedication

    Thanks to The Batman and The Spirit

    and The Lone Ranger and The Shadow

    for lurking in the shadows

    and back alleys of my imagination.

    Thanks to my Uncle Glen

    who introduced me to Don Pendleton's The Executioner.

    Thanks to my Grampa Hanlan

    who always kept a stack of tough guy books next to his bed.

    And thanks forever to my wife Belinda,

    the toughest lady I'll ever know.

    Steve Vernon

    January 2011

    THE GLINT OF MOONLIGHT ON BROKEN GLASS

    It is midnight in the hard part of town. The mask is itching like it always does. The ragged end of my cape is soaking in a puddle of something I don’t want to guess about. I’m crouched behind a kicked-in aluminum trash can. It stinks of rotted meat and drunkard’s piss.

    And I feel right at home.

    I watch as the two of them drag the woman into the alley. I wait until They have got her dress hoisted up, her panties squirmed down. I wait until I am certain that one of them has his pants unbuckled and is firmly into her, bearing down hard.

    Hey, I may wear a cape, but that doesn’t make me a hero.

    So I come up behind the one who is standing and watching. He’s the easiest to take. The smaller of the two, he has to wait his turn. I don’t keep him waiting, and he doesn’t hear me coming. He’s too busy filling his eyes with the sight of her tits and his buddy’s ass slapping up and down, too busy filling his ears full of her screams.

    I am glad she is screaming. It makes it easier for me to sneak up on the three of them. There isn’t much danger of her screams bringing anyone else. Not in this part of town, where people mostly keep to their own misery, too busy to bother with anyone else’s.

    I can see her face, sharp in the moonlight and the filter of alley dreams. I can see the anger and fear, transforming and transfiguring her from a housewife hurrying home from shopping to a harridan of hatred and hunger. She wants to be larger; she wants to turn herself into a She-Kong, no matter what the price, just long enough to shred these pissants into puddles of lukewarm gravy.

    So I pop the peeper with a half a brick, hard enough to open the back of his skull and let the wet stuff out. The peeper drops like he isn’t getting up on this side of forever. The other guy sees me now, because the peeper has fallen face first onto the other guy’s ass. The other guy gets busy trying to pull himself free from the woman and the peeper’s dead weight.

    I have to give her credit. She is hanging onto the other guy like he was a long lost lover. She’s showing him

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