Every small town has its secrets.
Some bury them. Others build their whole lives on them.

Beneath the quiet streets and painted fences, there’s a hum louder than church bells: gossip.
It festers in whispers, coils in rumor, and sometimes ends in blood.

Under the Beehive peels back the honey-coated surface of rural life to expose its rot. Tales of crooked sheriffs, vanished girls, burned houses, stolen water, and sins traded under stained glass.

Part gothic, part noir, these stories buzz with the menace of truth disguised as rumor. Each tale drips with wit, darkness, and the sting of recognition — because even if this isn’t your town, it could be.

Short stories of small towns and idle lips.
Bitter, brutal, unforgettable.