Every morning, Ramon stood in front of Mr. Keith’s House on 16 Baker Street. It looked like all the other houses on Baker street, ...

Calm settles around me. A sense of rightness fitting like connecting puzzle pieces that complete the picture.

“I didn’t mean to fall in love with you and ruin our friendship. So…I’ll stop.”

The scent of jasmine swept in with the night breeze and teased him with memories of the woman he loved. He was much younger ...

Trigger Warning: This story includes gore, violence, and death. Joe stood in his dilapidated cottage, gazing at the elaborate Halloween party invite. He hated ...

In the early morning of Friday, September 4, 1964, in Great Falls, Montana, James and Lois Arrotta tragically lost their lives, leaving seven children, ...

Forget the punching bag. His face will do just fine.

I cannot return to my sleep; the flamingo in my dream lingers in my brain. I lie awake in bed for some time, twiddling ...

“What is your favorite color?” “Black,” Baize answered. Oliver lifted an eyebrow as he leaned back in his chair. “Black is not a color. ...

“Anna, you are not a disaster. You’re a delight.”