I immediately noticed that everything on the table was poison. I didn’t share that information.

Four men sat around me. I knew their faces and titles, but not their names. I glanced around the room. Every set of eyes was cold, dark. I knew I wasn’t welcome. I also knew the poison was meant for me. I am the princess of the Forest Grove. Though we were a peaceful kingdom, we were not accepted by our...

The rain was gentle. Alyce could see each drop illuminated by the flickering fairy lights which she and Ollie had set up earlier. For once, in a long time, she felt safe. A complete, zombi-less, safety.

They climbed under the awning of an old and rusted barber shop. The two of them talked about life ‘before’ as they wrapped themselves up in all the blankets they could find. Ollie was her best fri...

Cai creeped towards the bench Katy was on. She buried her head into her knees. Anyone would after have their feelings revealed as brutally as that. He struggled to to find the right words to say to her.

“…Katy?”

She let out a little squeak and held her breath. This would be the hardest thing he ever had to do.

Maybe if he had realized how she felt, even confirmed his suspicions, this never would...

It had been 15 years since the sun had last risen. Summer was a as cold as winter. Yet, it was not as cold as humanity’s future.

Ever since that day, the people of earth had been living with the lights off. The evil people no longer worked in the shadows, because one large shadow had consumed the earth.

15 years ago, Nimue Kratos made a deal with the moon god. Before that deal, her name was Al...

The hands of death are cold. Cold like the sweat trickling down my neck as I think about how no one will ever know what really happened. No one.

The weather was perfect today. Even though I felt as if I were being watched, I was happy. That’s unusual for me. I ate a nice breakfast and visited my therapist Wendy. As I took a walk in the nice weather I noticed my shadow skipping. I wasn’t skipping...

My sister Jodie is a demon from hell. I’m not sure why, but she hates my guts. She always lets me know how much she hates me. But I never thought our little fights would escalate this much. For context, let’s travel back to one of the very few times something she said actually hurt my feelings.

It all started when I was leaving school one day. After I got all my things I walked outside to the fr...