By dusk, the Watchers had vanished. But the silence they left behind was a warning …
Morning came with a hush. Ronan woke to the scent of jasmine and smoke, her …
Ronan stayed in the forest that night. He didn't mean to. It was like falling …
Ronan didn’t return the next night. He returned that morning, before the sun had fully …
The first time Ronan crossed into the Forest of Whispers, the trees did not attack, …
They said no man entered the forest past midnight and returned unchanged. Ronan did it …
The house was quiet, save for the soft creak of the floorboards under Mia’s bare …
Mira hadn’t meant to stay the night, but the hotel sheets were softer than her …
The snow came early that year. Thick, heavy, merciless. Bran was hunting alone when he …
In the House of Bastet, hidden deep in the labyrinth of Memphis, only those marked …
Ixchel was once a weaver in the city of Copán — her fingers stained with …
In the high mountains where the condors wheeled and the stones drank sunlight, there was …
Before the earth split and Hades claimed her, Persephone had another secret. A lover. One …
The night Alethea dared the sacred grove of Artemis, the olive trees whispered warnings. No …
It was in Rajasthan, where the sands eat memory and the nights hum with ghost …
The night air in Shiraz was heavy with jasmine and old poems. Elena, an American …
The summer air in Kerala was thick with the scent of ripening mangoes. Maya wandered …
The cathedral was silent at midnight. Empty pews stretched like shadows. Candles flickered near the …
The hotel hummed with post-wedding laughter. Distant music still pulsed from the ballroom, muffled by …
They shouldn’t be here. The library was closed. The kind of quiet that hums in …
It started with a look—just a look. They stepped into the elevator together at 11:37 …
The city lights flickered through the hotel window like restless stars, their glow washing over …
The drill whirred like a wasp in a bottle, slicing into the drywall with mechanical …
Martin’s blood still buzzed with adrenaline when he stomped down his driveway, his fists knotted …
