No time for a shower. Grilled cheese for lunch, if they were lucky. Too late for order-in groceries. Could she order pizza? She could ask him to pick something up, but his trips to the grocery store always took twice as long and came with a bombardment of questions via text: “Which isle is that in again? Did you want the organic or the regular? What size diapers does she wear?” (Maybe if you changed them more often, you’d know!) And that was if he thought to text.
Category: Fiction
Scratching Names
The tight press of bodies around him were just shapes, smelling of sweat and blood and the tang of stale urine. He wrinkled his nose in disgust, stifling a gag. The smell was on him now, like a baptism in a tainted stream that could not be washed by any number of holy prayers. The bodies around him shifted and murmured. They were animals in a cage, grumbling over the pangs of hunger and thirst.
Soul Splitter – III
The assassin crept through the shadows as though they were a part of him. Darkness draped around his shoulders like a comfortable coat. Foot
Soul Splitter – II
“I’m sorry,” she said after she blinked awake in her new body, Casper’s figure becoming clear in her vision.
“He fretted over her, his bro
Soul Splitter – I
“Sometimes I wonder which of us is more crazy,” she said through gritted teeth, the cold snowflakes making her cheeks feel thick and numb.
Soul Splitter – Prologue
It was one of those uniquely hot, blue-skied days rarely seen in the northern Dutch province of Groningen. Normally, the sun was a screen of
Take Me Back
“Take me back,” she said with a wistful gaze, and a hand played over loose strands of hair.
“I cannot,” they said, and dipped the pole agai
Magnolias
A short story, written in journal form, about a young person caught up in a murder case.
Little Prince
“Little prince!” Mother’s sing-song voice called, echoing up the stars.
“I’m coming!” I cried, anxiousness charging my steps as I bounded do
The Fate of Mr. Morrison
An interesting discovery has been made by a wealthy and secret organization in Britain known as the Inquiry. A group of intellects and explorers are hired to pursue this discovery to the ends of the ocean. The only problem: the thing discovered knows they’re coming.