“Merry Christmas.” Her grandson kissed her cheek and handed her a bottle. “You had something for us?” Minerva rose. “I’ll make coffee.” “No time.” He…
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Mitch dismantled the weapon to clean it. “Is your sister gonna rat us out?” “Nah, I scared her good.” Grinning, Jake bagged the drugs. “Besides,…
Emma’s eyes kept returning to the heavy leather volume on the shelf. She handled the cracked binding carefully. The Guide to Færie. The charity shop…
Amidst the three-pointed symbols of her dark god, she prostrated herself. Another incantation had failed. Her year-old child cooed in the corner. She gathered him…
Jimmy fumbled with the heavy book above the open coffin. He recited the foreign words. “Jenny, arise.” The battered figure moved upon the pink silk…
One piece of a story that is often neglected by newer writers is the character arc. Part of the reason this is easily overlooked is…
When I broke the skin on the chocolate pudding, my mouth watered. A tiny taste sucked from the upside-down spoon set my heels kicking the…