“Is that what I think it is?” I lean forward in my chair, squinting at the computer screen. A sharp object protrudes from a ...

One morning, I looked out my apartment window and saw the wounded flamingo needed my help. The left wing looked injured, and regardless of ...

The countdown to Christmas was on, and nothing about Lacey felt festive. New York City shined bright in colorful lights and decor. After eight ...

“Stop the carriage! Georgiana!”  Darcy leaped from the carriage before the driver fully braked. The horses whinnied in protest, and the driver cursed as ...

The sugar bowl was reduced to this: two dollars and thirty-six cents. A year of high rents, bills, and groceries ravaged this reservoir of ...

“Is this everything?” Xander sorts through the different memory banks set out on the computer lab’s table. Nathan nods, popping a disk into his ...

“What do you mean, we’re in the past?” Xander’s brows form a deep V between his ice-blue eyes as he stares at the CELNAV ...

Per my instructions, Carlos dug up as much dirt as possible on Mackenzie Billings, which became plentiful. It took two weeks to uncover sufficient ...

Wickham stood at the back door and watched Georgiana read in the garden. She sat on a stone bench with a small book in ...

Lacey was as excited as a child on Christmas morning. New York City was a fluffy winter scene. The first snowfall of the season ...