The wedding toasts were done. They’d cried, laughed until their cheeks hurt and raised their glasses time after time. 

He’d said his “I do” and so had she. 

The rest of the night had been passed in newly married marital bliss. Passing moments of family and friends expelling well wishes flitted through his mind. What no one had mentioned about getting married though was the post wedding hangove...

Warning: Some use of strong language is used in this story

He gripped the ancient relic. The tendons on his hand stood out. He gazed fiercely around him. Jolts of powerful energy radiated up his arm. This wasn’t any ordinary relic. Red ribbons cascaded down its side in layers. A gold crown adorned the top. The gold lions to either side of the crown proclaiming its majesty with their silent roar...

Scott sat in the waiting room of the office, examining the clock. It had read 8 when he arrived. Now it read 12. He glanced at the receptionist. She still sat staring straight ahead. She hadn’t moved since he had checked in hours before. Once or twice an hour the door opened about halfway to reveal another bald man in suit and glasses. They all had looked almost identical. He had only been able to...

Click. Light poured out into the darkness. She peered closer. It wasn’t a normal darkness. It was inky, oily black. Alive. The edges roiled like the edges of storm clouds. It pressed in on the light trying to extinguish it. She couldn’t remember how she got here. Why she had a flashlight. She desperately tried to remember something, anything. Nola. A name. I’m Nola. She pressed into the darkness. ...

Forever would still have been too soon to lose you. I wasn’t ready for you to leave, but then again, I never would have been.

I remember your soulful brown eyes staring up at me with all the love in the world, your little puppy tail sweeping back and forth along the ugly kitchen floor. The day you ran off at the park and found the drainage ditch. You came back covered in mud leading a pack ...

I’d studied for days. I knew all the material. Nearly aced every assignment. Now here I was sitting staring at the test. The whole day leading up to this, I had been one big ball of anxiety. All I could think of was how nervous I was for it to come. Now here I was. It was time. I was staring at the test. I’d got one part right at least. I congratulated myself with a smile. I admired it glowingly. ...