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Jeannette treasured the moment when television sets died, computers shut down, and refrigerators stopped refrigerating...
Suddenly red ink flows from my pen. Startled, I assume it is blood, but then realize it is the color of the moon...
Lady Drakmanton comes up with an unorthodox way of dealing with the miserly Misses Smithly-Dubb.
Arlington Stringham makes a joke in the Houses of Parliament - but fails to consider the consequences.
A man who is familiar with the behavior of ghosts tells the story of a woman who comes across a spectral church service.
A man becomes lost on a moor in heavy snow and is rescued by a strange, reclusive academic.
“Guess who’s coming to the campus coliseum?” Zora greeted Zarius in the hall with a wide-eyed grin as he left the classroom.
- Length: 3 pages
- Age Rating: U
- Genre: Humor
The cozy brick bungalow stood on a short lane of similarly modest houses with a small, mostly overgrown park at the far end and an intersection leading to Darlington High Street.
Thibault Defert sits in his racecar in the shelter of his team’s pit garage. His only immutable belief in life is that he was destined to be right here. Now, he would rather be anywhere else.
- Length: 15 pages
- Age Rating: PG
- Genre: Fiction
Ensconced in bed reading his history textbook, Delphus McManus was startled when the phone rang.
- Length: 20 pages
- Age Rating: PG
- Genre: Humor
‘What shall we do with the body?’ The other one rubbed his chin. ‘Let’s not get ahead of ourselves, eh?
If there was one thing Alex knew about JP by now, it was that the elaboration of a keenly held opinion wouldn’t be far away. And so it proved.
“I heard there’s a Laok in town! Where is he?”
Velmar had just raised a frothing mug to his lips when the Dwarf entered. To a novice Laok, such words might’ve caused concern.
The ground shuttered. The earth split. And foul gases, detritus, and splintered rock erupted into the jungle like spew from a volcano. And the worm inched closer to the world above, the open air and the scorching humidity of the Brazilian rainforest.
Red meat wasn’t hard, once he put his mind to it. He’d been thinking about it, off and on, since a first-grade field trip to a family farm.
A game of Scrabble has serious consequences.
“Go to Goldman’s Greenhouses. Joseph … will start you … at a buck sixty an hour.” His lungs empty of smoke, “Go talk to him. He’s your uncle. He’ll hire you.
A semi-barbaric king devises a semi-barabaric (but entirely fair) method of criminal trial involving two doors, a beautiful lady and a very hungry tiger.
My mum is the undisputed tea-drinking heavyweight champion of the world… or at least the whole of South Lexington Avenue.
Shepherd's family made money by being outlaws. Well, outlaws in the governments' eyes.
"Damn thing," old Ernie muttered, glancing up from his laptop. He reached out to shut off the annoying noise but noticed the call was from his area. This was unusual.
The cozy brick bungalow stood on a short lane of similarly modest houses with a small, mostly overgrown park at the far end and an intersection leading to Darlington High Street.
The spark of his life was fading, but his mind was still sharp, and his memories cocooned him.
Dessie O'Connell was 6 feet 3, thick of bone, and naturally muscular. Unlike almost all of the actors with whom he'd first competed for parts, he hardly needed to work out in order to resemble a Hellenic god.
"It's at the ranch, on the other side of the farm, in those mountains. All we need to do is catch it. Can you imagine how much we can sell it for?
