My creative writing teachers in college always used to say there was no such thing as writer’s block. They said as long as you sat down to write something would end up on the page eventually. I usually don’t have this issue because I have a cast of characters who will comment on anything from ...

Jenna and Deedee stood in front of the aged castle-like hotel, looking upward toward the turrets. The building dated back to the 1800s and held a disturbing history. Until fifty years ago, it served as an insane asylum with many reported deaths. The repurposing and remodeling of the old structure had seemingly carried some of ...

Am I pretty enough yet? To make you love me, To crave me, To want me as badly as I wanted you. I fixed everything, inside and out. I scrubbed at the deepest parts of my soul until they came out shiny, pleasant and new. Those ugly things, I buried deep down for you.   ...

Mila carried a baby in her arms. The street on which she limped down shrouded in the pitch of night. A cold breeze blew in and attacked her face, fingered her hair. She held the baby tighter to her chest. Cars still being eaten by flames from the inside out cast a weak orange glow ...

Part I can be found here. I woke up back in my bedroom with the starlight streaming on my face. I used two fingers to massage my temple to soothe the sharp pain in my skull. I swung  my legs over the bed surprised that I didn’t need to use an arm to support myself ...

Bllrrrrt! Blrrt! Cruuncchh! I jolted awake. My eyes sprang open, and I scanned my lake house bedroom. An apparent power outage obliterated all lighting, leaving me shrouded in darkness. My heart raced, and I struggled to determine the source of the noise that jarred me from my slumber. I reached down and patted the bed ...

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four Trigger warning: graphic sexual content and violence Morning light trickled through leaves and dispersed what was left of the night. Wierna and her guards crouched low, spying on a clearing just ahead of them. Large bushes concealed them from sight. Bandits camped here, their fires low and ...