Gradually, Houdini slipped out of his handcuffs. He unshackled his legs and wriggled out of his straitjacket. He was ...

Slowly it built, piece by piece. The atoms of its essence compiling line after line, upwards and outwards, exploding ...

"Big wheels keep on turnin'..." Paul's hands beat on the steering wheel in time with Lynyrd Skynrd as he drove down t...

I remember when I was a kid. I sat on the edge of my father's car, waiting for him come home from his walks. I would ...

I remember the smell of wet snow on a blinding morning. Squinting through glare and steam. Battleship twigs wobble in...

The winter of 1970 in the Bay Area was not something I ever expected to experience- especially since I was born in 19...

He led me to the spot and I gasped. "Alex...did you seriously build this?" "For us." He took my hand and I blushed so...

As I gazed across the lake at the empty gazebo, I realized I wanted to be there. To stand in the center, surrounded b...

The dock at his grandfather's pond always reminded him of Imladris, the land known as Rivendell in Tolkien's The Hobb...

2070. Last digits of the code. No matter what they did, I was not going to tell them the rest of it. My undercover me...

I liked Erica, but Daddy didn't. She did everything for him, like the man on the advert said she would, and it had me...

2070, by 2070 i want all the bad things to be gone. i want there to be a cure to all the bad things that affect our w...

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...

I'm in love with a robot. I know, I know, that sounds strange. But I am. It's name, or at least the name I gave it, i...

I am in love with a coffee machine. A robot that makes coffee. I am giddy about it my mornings are filled with percol...

Golden skin glowed in the afternoon sun, revealing a fine tracery of pale blue at the inside of the wrist. Lips, lus...

Goodnight sweetheart, well it's time to go... Goodnight sweetheart, well it's time to go... There's a contentment th...

Sleep and you may dream. Remain and you will surely regret the decisions you make in the night. Intermittent car ho...

"Good night," the bar manager said, as he tapped a stack of bills on their side to even them out. The waitress dumped...

It was her masterpiece. Jutting out of the water, everyone around could see what she'd created - what *she* had crea...

His dive, performed in front of the small, half-drunk dinner party, was perfect in his mind. He'd had a few martinis ...

For some reason, I couldn't stop staring at the picture. It was... gorgeous, sure. The colors were somewhat exaggerat...

As Thomas was smoking in an alleyway, he heard a scream. He walked out of the alleyway slowly, being observant of his...

The old trash can on Drake and Washington avenue was the witness to the biggest mistake of George's life. Sadly, he t...

I waited on the corner of Drake Street and Something. I shielded my eyes from the bright gray to see the paintings on...

She slept in the open air, in the windy hills, on a soft pillow. She was covered in the blankets of her mother's mot...

Finally, we came to rest. The day's work had been long but fruitful. We had made double the monies we would have on...

My eyes were tired; I rolled over in my bed, and stared briefly at the moon. I turned back to face my fan; the 90-de...