Trina attends an awkward dinner with her secret ex and his family that ends in a crisis for him and an epiphany for her.

I stood awkwardly next to one of my tables. The restaurant was peaceful until a few moments ago. The air surrounding the couple was thick with tension from the moment they arrived. When the hostess seated them, neither had bothered to look at one another. Instead, the husband focused straight ahead as she let him ...

When two brothers shop for cars, their underlying tension comes out to play.

***Disclaimer: This is a work of Fan Fiction. It is an adaptation of the Riddick films. Characters created by David Twohy, Jim Wheat (based on characters created by), Ken Wheat (based on characters created by).. This story is not associated with Universal Pictures or Vin Diesel adaptations, or their added characters, or story elements. *** ...

I pull into the parking garage of Ole Smoky Distillery much earlier than anyone should be arriving at a distillery, as I do nearly every day. In Gatlinburg, Tennessee, people come from all across the country to slip into one of our many moonshine distilleries and have a taste of the Smoky Mountains before noon ...

  Several Years Ago Forbidden. Denied. All his life, he felt a calling; something told him to seek out the knowledge hidden deep within the city. And then the voice started speaking, several years into running after the calling. The High Rulers’ Archive has the answer. And maybe it was unwise to follow a voice ...

Kelsey’s bouncing with excitement before I’ve even found a parking spot. As soon as I turn the wheel and start pulling into an open space, she unbuckles her seatbelt and picks up her purse from the floor by her feet. Her ability to find excitement in the most ordinary, mundane things in life is one ...

Casey stuck her tongue out in concentration, unwilling to take her eyes off the screen. A poke in her ribs had her recoiling from the touch, but she refused to give into Jonas’ distraction tactic.  “Keep your hands to yourself,” she told him.  As her character rounded a sharp corner on the race track, she ...

Watching television at Geeta Madam’s home makes me happy, especially since Ma and I don’t have this lively box. We live in the slums behind these grand homes of the Safdarjung colony of New Delhi in India. I sit on the floor waiting for film characters to do their magic. Ma will be busy for ...

In the quiet of the room, every small sound echoed in Gavin’s ears. The tick-tick-tick of the clock, heels clacking on the marble floors of the courthouse, his brother, Marcus, chewing his fingernails on the opposite side of the wide oak table. Gavin ran his hand lightly across the wood, admiring the grain pattern and ...