“How…How did they get to me so fast? Doctor Ross and his crew that looked like EMS?” Don’s lips tightened under his bearded face and his brow wrinkled in worry. “I don’t know Violet. I’m sorry. But with enough resources, I’m sure Ross and DIB can pull off more than we know.”

Jacard pushed with his wings towards that current. It picked him up and carried him. He relaxed and let the wind do the work. Once it died, he switched to another and then another. I am flying.

“Yes.” Nia had not expected that answer. Most men didn’t want to deal with the trouble of women. She was, however, not stupid. Her words had been carefully chosen. Orion was her mate, and they would start The Claiming before the day was through. It was going to cause Damien to show his true colors. ...

Taking a deep breath, the young woman flipped over the first card. “King of Spades.” This was unusual. She’d rarely ever drawn this card. When she did, Damien often killed the person. “The King of Spades signifies power. You’re standing in judgment of others, using a strategic and militaristic mind. It’s the first day of ...

Excitement built in the air, so thick that you could taste it. Some might say you could even eat it. Today was the day that everyone wanted to be here, to be a part of it all, and to celebrate. Today was the day that they welcomed new members into the clan. Everyone crowded into ...

“Attention passengers,” the flight steward chirps through the intercom, “We’re arriving at our destination within five minutes. Each attaché case is doing well inside their compartments. Please read the step-by-step procedures on each of your screens as we descend towards the airport. We hope that you and your assistants have a wonderful time in Tinge ...

We were young, still in our cocoons when we first met. Flora morphed into a beautiful butterfly, sooner than me. Her wings—the colors of fire, lit the sky. Her flutter stirred many, to reach and pocket her. But free minded, she held her own, unwilling to be caught.   With a grand vision to travel ...

Chapter Four **Warning: story contains thoughts of / attempted suicide** The moment after I swallowed the fat red pill, I felt different. I checked to feel if the blue one was there, still stuck to the thick lemon tart hidden behind my front teeth and was relieved. So relieved, I felt drunk almost. Or high? ...

Powdery white sand shimmers its quartz in sunlight stars twinkle on ground   Singing cardinal joins the drumming woodpecker branches take a bow   Fluttering pupa amidst the dense, tall sand dunes dotted flowers bloom   Sliding waves ashore bring seaweeds, grasses, and more crabs party with bugs   Diving pelican grabs grub by its ...

"How do you feel?” the woman sitting on the edge of my hospital bed whispered, tilting her head to one side as she did.