The stairs to the attic groaned when she pulled the cord. As her head reached the landing to the room, a stifling heat engulfed ...

Peris stood on the brink of the cliff and reached out with her mind while she held her lightstick over the chasm. Stray orange pebbles skittered into ...

The weekend flew by, and before I knew it, Monday had arrived. In spite of the break, I was not well rested. Despite the ...

The young woman traced her fingers over the two reels and slid the cartridge that contained her fabricated image into the mouth of The ...

“What’s the name of the ship, Em?” Sophie asks me for the billionth time, her dark eyes darting from one end of the marina ...

Content warning: This story contains Restricted (R) content, including intense violence, physical abuse, and trauma. This story is written for an adult audience. Disclaimer: ...

Gravity tugged at every fiber of my being. The black hole stretched me thin as I hurtled through the abyss. Colors swirled around me ...

After Miss Martha finished her story, I stared at her in disbelief, unable to think of anything to say. Louis put his hand on ...

Sharon Yacko's disappearance became a front-page sensation across the United States. So how did a crime that captured nationwide media attention remain unsolved?

“Several weeks ago,” Miss Martha began, “The Natural History Museum of Los Angeles County’s Ornithology Department contacted me to investigate a suspicious black-market bidding ...