Happy February! After being trapped in our lair due to incredibly cold and snowy weather, we have emerged to find a world gone quite mad. We’re here to anchor your sanity and give you respite with tales of adventure! What we bring you...
Happy November! The cycle of the year turns and the last grasping claws of summer finally have released their grasp. So fill your grasping hands with issue #66 of Heroic Fantasy Quarterly! We bring you three stores, two poems, art and...
Summer sizzles across the plains and Heroic Fantasy Quarterly sizzles across the internet like Smeagol after a double gainer into the Cracks of Doom. We bring you four stories, three poems, artwork and triple, triple, TRIPLE! audio! Dig...
BRIDE-PRICE PAYED TWICE, A TALE OF THE AZATLÁN, by Gregory Mele My grandson is in trouble again, eh? Pele complaining you spend too much time staring out to sea, dreaming? Pah! Then he should not have named you Akkelu. I named your...
As the spring rains bring forth flowers, so does Heroic Fantasy Quarterly bring forth the best adventure fiction and poetry! We’ve got four stories, two poems, with artwork and audio for your enjoyment. Behold! Fiction Contents Daughter...
LETHE’S CUP AND THE WHITE SWORD–Part 2, by Cullen Groves (click here for Part 1) The Argument: Upon the Empire’s pale, a dreadful battle Had broken Christian knights, for all their mettle; Retreating...
THE MAN IN CHAINS, by Harry Piper This happened many, many years ago, when I was still young. When I still had fire in my blood and thunder in my soul. It was the spring after the death of High King...
EYES OR NO EYES, by Martin Rose There is no magic left in the world, nor much left of heroes to go with it. Lest you think the post of ‘wizard’ to be venerable and worthy, let me assure you...
SEVEN MOVES ON AN ORDRULK BOARD, BY Adrian Simmons 1 The dead merchants, hung in the trees with their heads tied in their hands, nearly drove Muriq back from the Governor’s Forest. They had been...
GARUDA’S GAMBLE, by Colleen Anderson What was I to do? Guarding those slippery slithering nagas who laughed their whispery laughs Thinking I didn’t know their mother duped mine over a black horse’s...
THE NIGHT BEFORE YULE, by Daniel Stride Neath the Nothing Night of Yuletide Glassy snow caves gleam and glitter, Frozen fangs of frost protruding As the dismal darkness deepens. Over misty moors and...
Even as the summer heat beat us mercilessly, our will remains unbowed! We have ventured from the heat dome, through the wasteland, and we have again gathered the greatest tales of adventure to be found and...
LETHE’S CUP AND THE WHITE SWORD, by Cullen Groves Was in the green of spring, Love walked the land And bent her great black bow in mighty hand; Dost think her smooth of skin and fair of face? But...
SHADOWS IN SAKAMURA, by Matthew Wuertz The moon cast Tsukiko’s shadow as a larger figure than it should have been, both in height and girth. She walked along a simple road, wearing armor and carrying a...