Excerpt
The Lure
I heaved the last trunk over the lip of the top step, staggering back with it before dropping it to the ground. I sank onto a loose cushion nearby, gasping for breath as I surveyed the damage: crates and trunks scattered across the suite, loose items draped over every bit of furniture, which was just about all askew.
By Phoenixica2412 days ago in Fiction
Guardian Angels
Akarisa stared up at the night sky, her arms tucked behind her head as she listened to the soft music drifting from the band’s practice room. She took in a deep breath, letting it out in a slow exhale, savoring the taste of the fall air on her tongue. Her eyes drifted closed as she tried to remember what fall in the sunlight had been like, before the Betrayal. Before her people, the Ayniel, guardian “angels” of humanity, had been forced into hiding.
By Phoenixica2413 days ago in Fiction
The Night the Streetlights Went Out on Willow Lane
No one on Willow Lane noticed the exact moment the streetlights went out. One minute the neighborhood was washed in its usual soft amber glow, and the next, the entire street slipped quietly into darkness — not dramatic, not sudden, just… gone. Like someone had dimmed the world with a remote.
By Thomas McCorry13 days ago in Fiction
