The phone dropped from his hand as its screen shattered when it hit the hard floor. He felt as if someone knocked the wind right out of him. Everything was spinning; barely able to hold his balance, he fumbled into the chair next to him.
A collection of original short stories about fantasy and mystery. Every few weeks, a new story will be published. It may follow the past week's story or be the start of a new series.
Francisca Silva was captain of one of the most notable ships throughout the trade nations of Kuras. Her crew, the Teal Fúria, was loved and feared by the many merchants and pirates roaming the seas.
Samual had no good choices. As he looked at the pinstriped suite man wielding the switchblade. If only he had couple more minutes.
I was at the Bazar this morning, running my daily routines. It was when I left Mr. Samijaris Tunoco Stand did something odd happen.
Lawrence McKinley got off the metro train at the Pentagon City Metro station.
The crisp fall breeze passed Melinda as she walked her dog down the road next to the Dumbarton Oaks Museum in Georgetown.