Little King Scrolls

A Joe Velletri Novella

On the night of March 12th, 1909, a famous NYPD detective is gunned down on the streets of Palermo. With their most fierce adversary gone, Don Vito and his extensive criminal organisation can breathe – and commit crime – a little easier.

But what if the detective had survived?

Flash Fiction

The hundred word story project came about one Saturday afternoon in the town of Caldonazzo. As Hannes and I drank weißbier down at the lake, we wondered how we could combine his artwork with my words. How we could tell stories that would grab people, hold them and – in a flash – fill them with an emotion, be it anger, fear, delight, sadness. An emotion that wants out.

They rode into town at sundown, wild boys on black horses. Sorrow, on a white horse with no saddle, galloped ahead of them...

Sons of Sorrow

Giuseppina was

a relentless cook.

Never had the pasta been anything but al dente. The boy sat in the big armchair in the...

The Sicilian Defence

The bird seller wore a white suit with white shoes. The cages too, he’d painted white.

To the boys that caught the birds...

The Bird Seller

Azazil settled in Roches Noires and wore a white suit with white shoes. The cages too, he painted white.To the boys...

Little King Scrolls

A Joe Velletri Novella

Flash Fiction

They rode into town at sundown, wild boys on black horses. Sorrow, on a white horse with no saddle, galloped ahead of them...

Sons of Sorrow

read more

Sons of Sorrow

Giuseppina was

a relentless cook.

Never had the pasta been anything but al dente. The boy sat in the big armchair in the...

The Sicilian Defence

read more

The Sicilian Defence

The bird seller wore a white suit with white shoes. The cages too, he’d painted white.

To the boys that caught the birds...

The Bird Seller

read more

The Bird Seller

Azazil settled in Roches Noires and wore a white suit with white shoes. The cages too, he painted white.To the boys...

The Bird Seller

read more