Time slowed down. Everyone else disappeared around her as Hana stared at Marcus, who looked the same as she remembered. He had the same large brown eyes and wide smile, but an unfamiliar essence passed over his face that she couldn’t recognize. “I knew you would return,” he said, his tone soft. He tripped over ...

What if aliens showed up only cause they had the munchies.?

As Hana bolted to her feet, she gasped in the heavy, sticky air. The burning sand covered her arms and legs. She shaded her eyes, blinking the sweat away, and scanned the horizon under the golden sun beating down on her. The sky was a deep teal blue, almost as dark as night against the ...

“Reverend Bandersnatch, we need a plea,” the judge said. The Reverend could not respond and stared through the oak floor to some place beyond where he was standing—beyond reality. His attorney asked the judge to return him to the inpatient psychiatric unit for further evaluation as to whether he was fit to stand trial. “Fine, ...

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? ...

Queen Bevers - The witch from Victoria, Missouri. A beautiful woman was blamed for every horrible thing that happened in the town.

March 25th, 2008. 3:45 pm “This should work for your assignment for this week.” Nigel sets down the photograph and looks across the desk at his student. The 17-year-old slouches and fidgets. His fingers tangle in a set of headphones. “Where did you find the model?”  “I mean…” Nathan hesitates. “I just had my camera ...

I stole the moon when I was ten. Plucked it right out of the river. I hid it in my pocket all the way home, peeking once, twice, three times to make sure it was still glowing. I kept it on my desk like a nightlight until I was old enough to learn that monsters ...

PART 1 | PART 2 The blacksmith shop was a place Isolde frequented far too much than she ever should. If her parents found out she went almost every night, they’d faint from their shame. Still, going to the shop, away from her manor, gave her a feeling of brief liberation. The walls were lined ...

PART 1 The preparations for the birthday ball at House Rydell’s manor was in full blast. Servants and cooks worked endlessly to create the perfect ambiance of elegance and fine dining. Not a spot was missed in the polishing and dusting. Every single one of the family’s guards was on duty. Isolde was trying not ...