She was the most delicate girl in town, so different from all the rest. I look at her and all I can do is smile, she...

She was the most delicate girl in town. Or at least, that's what they all thought. With her prim private school uni...

The Delicate Chance No one ever dared to push her too hard. She was robbed of all her real potential because everyone...

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...

Leaving was the easiest decision to make, and the hardest action to take. They were just sitting there In the box. H...

Leaving was the easiest decision to make, and the hardest action to take. Nobody knows until they've been in those sh...

Leaving was the easiest decision to make, and the hardest action to take. He'd told his parents he wanted to move out...

Hero at Midnight No one could remember who among them gave him the name Rooster; probably someone long gone by this ...

Private Morlane glanced at the watch that he'd taken off and left on the small table by his cot, rubbing his sleep-we...

Morlane hung his head. At times like these, his emotions were torments of conflict. He was grateful, yes; but he was ...

Absent. The perfect word to describe the situation. Paul and Maria Strickland sat at their kitchen table eating brea...

The episodes were getting more frequent. I'd forget where I was. Friends looking at me strangely as I carried on conv...

He was absent. Again. The kid would only show up on test days - on which he performed well enough. But that wasn't th...

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...

"there was blood on my pillow and a noose in my heart" These country singers were getting downright moros, good thou...

There was blood on my pillow. It's 6 a.m. and there is blood on my pillow. I started to try and remember what happene...

Whitechapel 1888. There was blood on my pillow again this morning when I awoke. My landlady has already been asking ...

I don't like hats anymore. My friend from camp always wore a hat, and so did I. We would switch hats sometimes, weari...

Never leave the house looking less than your best. It is this way that we show respect for others (paraphrased from T...

Sometimes I am shocked at the state of America today. The young people just have not respect - no decency at all. The...

I am really nervous. It's there. Looming. And I feel like if I move it will know, and everything around me will crumb...

100 feet away I watched the smugglers struggle to get over the jagged stones, collapse onto the wet sand, expel salt ...

100 feet away Mulder knew the Sasquatch was waiting. This was it, the moment of truth. Jonas, the new field agent c...

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...