ICE COLD MEMORIES Before leaving for work a short while ago, Jeff popped his head around the bedroom door. “Bex, I wouldn’t advise going...

Alice § By Angela Wren Southampton, July 1982, Thursday Alice dumped her makeup case on the bed. Not that there was much makeup in the...

Chapter 13 Dani returns to the mystical shop in Volante, PA, and questions Enya Dani I’d no sooner called to place a takeout order at Homegrown when a call was coming in from Brandt. “You okay, babe?” “Yes, I’m fine. Won’t be the first or the last time I’ve been followed. You know that.” “Yes, I remember. Just making sure you’re safe. I’ve put a call in to Drake to check things out. No response as of yet. I’ll let you know when I hear something. For now, I want you to be on y

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You Were Meant to be Here By Lorraine Carey Adrianna could hardly sleep the night before the field trip. Her second-grade class was...

AUTHOR BIO I was born in 1965, in the East Midlands brewery town of Burton-on-Trent. I worked as a primary teacher in England and Gran...

CHAPTER 16 Dad returned to work and was managing to toe the line with his new part time hours. Things were ticking over in much the same fashion. Anthony and I were avoiding each other as much as possible when we were both home. I socialised with my friends and he with his. I knew the day was fast approaching when Mum would be inviting us around for Sunday dinner and having already discussed this matter with Anthony, we agreed to both go for appearances sake. It should be qu

RAPIER Prologue “Shit, I’m going to be late!” Kathy hops out of the bathroom of her tiny flat, pulling up her pantyhose. She looks at them as she does. “Damn, I’ve got a run in them,” she growls at the streak on her right thigh. Maybe no one will notice. You’d think that with all this innovative technology, being able to travel among the stars, that someone could invent pantyhose that don’t run. She frowns at the thought. Kathy adjusts her skirt so the patch she sewed will b

THE FORGOTTEN REPOSITORY This place is truly magical; a treasure trove. Today, it’s my second visit and fortunately for me, I’m alone...

Chapter Two I hurried back to the kitchen before the sheriff discovered my eavesdropping. Maria was there flipping pancakes for Nana’s late breakfast. Maria was a stunning woman even without trying, but she made the extra effort. I looked at her mass of wavy blonde curls and wondered how long it took staring into a mirror to achieve the look. Geez, Emma—envious much? Still, I’d trade those waves of gold for my straight auburn tresses in a heartbeat. When Maria entered a room,