Love Potion

The young witch sat at a cafeteria table, perplexed, as kids ran screaming. It was a simple love potion. Three bats eyes, dash of nightshade, ground wolfsbane. It should’ve worked.

“Wait! Wolfsbane!?”

Nearby, a hirsute boy stood over a dead classmate, her beating heart in his hand.

“Dammit, Kevin!”

He grinned wolfishly, shrugged. “My bad.”


Michael Coady.

  • Swansong

    I like the clever twist on the “love” theme!

  • Steve Merrick

    😉 like it