The field erupted into a spray of dirt, wood, and golden blood when Zeus’ chariot was knocked out of the sky. The Lord of Thunder was ejected from the wreckage, rolling a good ten feet away. He shook the daze from himself and stood, preparing for his father to be upon him. This future king ...

It’s written in paint across the west-facing wall of a dilapidated church; the message is cold in the summer heat. I’m anxious as I pace the perimeter. My partner, the former sheriff of El Triunfo, Nico Ros, lies on a chipped pew. His hat sits on his face, but his beard peaks out from the ...

Content Warning: Adult themes and violence.   Siro stumbled through the door, head swimming, eyes blurred. Blood oozed through his fingers as he held his side and took a seat at the bar. He pulled the coat he’d stolen closer to his body to hide the wound from view. It was bad. It was a ...

Music played through the wide-open doors of the cafeteria and bright-colored lights flickered on the walls. The announcement echoed as “Low” by Flo Rida played. Balloons and silver paper stars decorate the entryway. They didn’t shine bright as the stars above, highlighted by a full moon, along a desert landscape. Tonight was prom; the night ...

“We both know you didn’t kill him.” The soothsayer smiles at the knight across from her, tracing her finger along a gold chain that wraps her face, piercing her nose and running to her ears. The metal catches the curling light of an oil lamp, reflecting droplets of wealth over the carpet and walls of ...

Content warning: This story contains mentions of suicide, self-harm, and trauma. This story is written for an adult audience. Midnight-black shadows cascaded over the bright blue-painted walls of a studio-apartment-sized home. Crickets chirped outside a barely cracked open window that displayed an open, blanketed heavenly sky. The stars themselves twinkled like gems across a desert ...

The place is called Lover’s Leap. I’ve avoided thinking about it until I saw the blue car for the third day in a row. It’s parked across from my apartment—my dad’s apartment. He owns the place; I stay rent-free in exchange for handyman work. I saw it three days ago; the rich Chilean blue caught ...

“Can you at least tell me where we’re going?” Melissa asked as James handed her a slushy. They’d been driving for a while, stopping only now to refuel the car and grab snacks. James said there were a few more hours to go. “Patience,” he smirked. Melissa rolled her eyes, letting cherry syrup melt on ...

Oliver sat alone at the piano nursing a snifter of scotch. He wore his nicest suit, a black Italian three-button. His tie hung loose around his neck. He knew that his attire had gone out of style long ago. His face was worn, with bags under his eyes that made him look like he had ...

Luna fussed with her hair for the hundredth time. The pair of diminutive silver barrettes she’d snagged at Al’s Emporium functioned to hold the strands out of her face, but old habits die hard. Distracted, she stepped backward and almost knocked over a display of Omarite healing crystals. Under normal circumstances, she was careful to ...