The letter arrived addressed to me on Thursday afternoon, tucked inside an elaborate gold envelope, my name written in swirling, impeccable handwriting. I held ...

Eddie drums his fingers on a nearby AUV. “Did you guys see it? Is it dead?” “We did.” Xander smacks his lips together. “Not ...

Synesthesia is the ability of one feeling to activate another. For instance, a taste with a sound or a color brings up a smell. ...

Andre stands at the dock as we arrive and greets us. “Here are your groceries, Miss Galton. Did you and Tamara have a good ...

We hit the surface with a loud thwack, my heart leaping into my throat. I force down the granola bar still clutched in my ...

Despite the look on Wesic’s face when Luna tossed his ship, building a case against him would be harder than making him jump at ...

We were designed to feed for survival. What began as simple sustenance, a bulwark against decay, evolved with time into pleasure—and then, in sin, ...

One May morning, on the damp ground of a distant woodland, nine cream-colored blossoms bloomed from an emerald, green plant with fresh dew sprinkled ...

The Hangar is teaming with activity. Crewmembers weave in and around the submersibles. “Wow, this is as busy as I’ve ever seen this place,” ...

The rural cul-de-sac stands silent as a spring morning slowly creeps on. Any human soul awake is inside with a cup of coffee in ...