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.

"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?

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.

Berry liked movies. Correction, he loved them.

Though he would normally look away from such people, for some reason he kept examining them from the back of the elevator. Do I know these losers? He wondered.

"I can't make it sound more enticing than that," the doctor sighed from behind his desk, dispirited, but Lubanzi was hooked on the idea. A caring robot sounded cool, and it would help him live in his apartment in Claremont again.

Retirement had been rougher on Dudley DuBose. Always way more career-focused than his wife, it had been tough adjusting to the record amount of free time.

Can you be star-crossed lovers in your sixties? Well, that’s how Tony and Erica looked at each other like there was no one else in the world that mattered more to them.

My cousin Dedrick and me are farmers. We don’t own no land and most likely never will, but we use land that’s been forgotten by its owners or maybe it was never owned other than by the Cherokee in them olden days.

There was a lot at stake. Too much to lose. They reckon we all have our price, and Algy knew mine.

The tale of King Twilight and his two daughters happened a long time ago. They ruled over a stunning northern country named Celeste.

“Guess who’s coming to the campus coliseum?” Zora greeted Zarius in the hall with a wide-eyed grin as he left the classroom.

The spark of his life was fading, but his mind was still sharp, and his memories cocooned him.

She scowled, hoping it wasn’t Cynthia. Ever since Maggie’s divorce, her well-meaning friend encouraged her to embrace spontaneity, go out on the town at a moment’s notice and for once, have some fun.