Three weeks had passed and Thomas was still staying in the palace with the fairies. The King had allowed him to go practically anywhere in the palace that he wanted, but never outside. Continue reading The Shade Garden: Part III
He was there when I rolled. That much I know. Continue reading White Man on a Midnight Road
Thomas was frightened, and for good reason; all of the fairies had weapons in their hands that looked as if they could hurt him quite badly. Some had bows, some spears, all of them had daggers hanging from their belts, and they were all wearing very angry expressions. Continue reading The Shade Garden: Part II
It was about half past midnight. A time when all six-year-olds should be in deep sleep, dreaming about far-off places and adventures. Continue reading The Shade Garden
It’s been ten days since I started writing down the changes I’ve been undergoing. No sign of improvement. These events occurred tonight exactly as I describe them. Continue reading The Man in the Mirror
It was a ship, and quite a large one by the looks of the array of coloured lights heaving up and down in the rough Atlantic waters. Frances kept going over all of the things that he had been pondering for the past two or so hours since he’d spotted the lights peering over the dark horizon before him. Continue reading Nautical Disaster
The heavy steel-barred door of the cell clanged shut, waking the sleeping occupant who was hunched in the corner. Duncan stood by the door and sized up the man on the ground. Continue reading The Rattlers
Donny was staring out of the passenger side window of the car, thinking about what his kids were up to at school, as Angelo drove down the hot Chicago street. The windows were both cracked open, cigarette smoke trailing up from each man’s hand to escape outside. Donny and Angelo sat in relative silence; they had only just met one another that day before setting out on their job. Continue reading The Part-Time Job
She drew in a long, calculated breath. The panic that had sent her running had finally settled down, and her mind was clear enough so that she could untangle the maze of thoughts that had been crashing around in her head. It had been just hours since she and Mark had been on their way to Jasper; the October air was crisp, his car was loaded, and their much-needed mountain getaway had finally come. She remembered every song on the playlist she had prepared. She remembered the rest stops, the pictures she’d taken, the moment that they had both been laughing so hard that Mark almost lost control of the steering wheel… Continue reading Excerpt: Did You Miss Me?
