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He Was A Micro

His arms encircled her neck, his forehead pressed against hers. Up close, his eyes searched hers, as if pleading to find the same desire mirrored back. I don’t love him, …
The Last Dance

The dance studio mirrors multiplied my humiliation by infinity. There was my best friend Mia, teaching my fiancé Tom the wedding dance I'd asked her to choreograph for us. Their …
Whispers in the Guest Room

The house was quiet, save for the soft creak of the floorboards under Mia’s bare feet. The guest room door was ajar, a sliver of moonlight spilling across the hardwood. …
The Pardoner's Last Laugh

In the parallel world of Pardonia, President Brydon sat at his ornate golden desk, pen poised over a stack of parchment marked Preemptive Pardons. Outside the White Oval Bubble, news …
Pigeons of Vengeance

It began, as most things in New York do, with a bagel. Terry, a junior analyst with a mustache of dubious confidence, stepped out of his apartment with an everything …
The Threads of Fate | Chapter 4: The Forgotten Friendship

The old man sat in his chair, staring at the crackling fire in the hearth, the warmth of the flames mingling with the cold weight of his thoughts. It was …
The Last Bloom

Before the earth split and Hades claimed her, Persephone had another secret. A lover. One no poet dared to name. He came from the woods beyond Eleusis — a wild …
The Widow’s Waltz (Petticoat Affair, USA, 1829)

Peggy O’Neall, a Washington tavern-keeper’s daughter, was trouble in a corset. Her dark eyes and quick tongue had John Eaton, Secretary of War, panting like a hound. Her first husband, …
We Don't Know What is Happening Behind The Curtain

اسرار ازل را نه تو دانی و نه من وین حرف معما نه تو خوانی و نه من هست از پس پرده گفتگوی من و تو چون پرده برون بر …
A Helping Hand

The sun was a dim, burning orb in the sky, barely visible through the thick smoke that had settled over the town. In the distance, the crackling roar of flames …