Sanya Dimova

A Bulgarian writer and part-time witch roaming the City of Lights with her muggle husband and two canine familiars.

I write fantasy and sci-fi by night and a different kind of speculative fiction by day (software marketing copy). When not hexing my enemies or aligning stakeholders, I’m probably getting overly competitive at pub quiz night with the coven.

Short Stories

Silhouettes of a boy and a girl running with an apple tree branch hanging over them. On the horizon, the ominous silhouette of a red dragon as a symbol of war looming with soldiers and tanks on the ground in the distance.

PUBLISHED IN Luna Station Quarterly

The Price of Gold

It was the end of the Before times, but since we didn’t know it yet, it was only the end of summer.

A gangster with amber eyes with a bat over his shoulder, his vampire ex-lover in the background holding a glass of wine, and a broken but patched up heart in the background between them.

PUBLISHED IN Dirty Magick Magazine

Undeath and Taxes: Wolfdog Mike’s Prison Confessions

Before I was Wolfdog Mike, and before he was Domn Lupescu, we were just two poor dhampir boys on the corner of 218th and East Ave.

A dramatic mountain landscape with snow-covered peaks and a mule surrounded by a circle of planets and stars, evoking the Caucasus mountains and the time travel magic that Elvira's story revolves around

PUBLISHED IN Sci-Fi Shorts

The Stolen Mountain

Elvira remembered everything.

A mobile home or trailer with simple geometric details, representing Jamie's trailer home where the story of friendship, loss, and magical resurrection unfolds

PUBLISHED IN Pulp Asylum

Luminous Beings

“Luminous beings are we, not this crude matter.” I wonder if it’s a quote from the Bible or Star Wars.

A dark, moonlit pond with mountains in the background, evoking the haunted waters where a rusalka spirit emerges for revenge in this supernatural horror tale

PUBLISHED IN Fraidy Cat Quarterly

Wives' Tales

You know the old pond is haunted, right?

A vintage pickup truck in black and white, symbolizing the magical junkyard where broken things return to life and friendships transcend death

PUBLISHED IN Crepuscular Magazine

The Goo Goo Truck

It’s not dead.

A minimalist black octopus silhouette with tentacles spread, representing the underwater spy thriller setting and aquatic themes of corporate espionage

PUBLISHED IN Elegant Literature

Sinker, Sailor, Swimmer, Fish

Congratulations, you’re attending the billionaire destination wedding of the century.