If you ever pass this house on 23 silverdores street, your sight will be mesmerized. A red checkered pattern clock ha...

The border. He had. To find. The border. He'd made this trip a hundred times before and each time the damn thing move...

You know damn well the head is in the box. You know damn well how this movie will end. But her legs are across yours ...

"Why did I have to dress up as Napoleon?" Billy thought as he entered the Halloween party. His friends were dressed ...

Once upon a time there was little man whom no-one believed. His name was Henry, and he loved to go to parties. But wh...

I waited for her, all night long I stood there waiting. As the crowd dissipated, I was left erect and waiting. I make...

Where the sun sets, and the wind blows, two girls run across the ocean, having fun with each other. The two girls liv...

You know how people always use that metaphor of how an iceberg shows a small portion of the story, but the ice travel...

If humans are mostly water, what happens when you remove it? This was the idle yet macabre thought that raced throu...

Knives. Knives. What was she going to use them on next? The silver blades shimmered in the sunlight streaming thro...

He was a walking arsenal with knives strapped to his armor at forearms, biceps, chest and back. Two smaller throwing ...

That was the last thing she saw. It was headed straight for her chest, a glittering blade, and she saw it in slow-mot...

He stood outside the castle, looking in. That little fence was all that separated him from the world of imagination....

Billy was steadfastly unimpressed. "Can we go home now?" he asked. "But, Billy, don't you want to see the top of th...

My throat ached from a barrage of overpriced, fried abuse. My voice was hoarse, having spent most of the day screamin...

I shot my butler. He was a mole! I should have known. I'm trained to tell whether someone is lying or not. I'm a secr...

I shot my butler. I never really wanted to though, He was a kind man. It was a week ago, and since then I've been a...

"I shot my butler." I threw the manuscript across the room. Grabbed a scotch. No. Wait. Wanted a scotch, grabbed a bo...

In the beginning, he tasted like rainwater: salty. Dried sweat around the rim of his mouth, a taste that clung to his...

In the beginning, he tasted like rainwater: salty. Dried sweat around the rim of his mouth, a taste that clung to his...

I can taste the tingle on my tongue the second it touches. I can smell the sweet/sour, crisp, smell. The food is amaz...

Your foundation was laid a long time ago. You said it was always the same, just before. His voice offering up your na...

Monica Albott had never been beautiful. Sure, she had been cute, pretty even, but never beautiful. She said this ove...

Creeping up again. That is what I thought as as I woke up in my nice but dull apartment. The life I had made for myse...

I am looking out the window of my tiny house in Michigan and watching the snow pile up on the road. I won't be going ...

Giving in wasn't an option. The first time Ted died he didn't really notice, being in a full on berserk. One of his i...

Giving in wasn't an option, but there was little else she could do. "Ok, ok," she told the young galant with the sh...

Fancy dress at Tom's party was optional, but all the children wore something wacky. First prize was for the circus ri...

Dear Mom, Do you remember this picture? I do. I remember a lot about those days, when we were a family. Yesterday, I ...

"What the hell kind of superhero costume is that?!" My dad was yelling so loud I could hear him from my room. When th...