Broken inside, thats what she said as she walked out on me, taking my

Jack was a jack of many trades. Ex-miner, ex-pirate, ex-mercenary - the list was not full. It did not include, for instance, a number of ex-friends, that were possessed by a desire

She has a habit of tasting other people's food without their permission. It wouldn't be so bad if she'd order herself more than a glass of water before filling up on our samples.

I'd been a detective 23 years and I was tired, dog tired. Ground in stains on my trenchcoat mapped the sleaze of the city I'd drowned in too long. Deep down I craved to strip off

My little story

It was late, the glitter eyeshadow was wearing off, my feet were killing me from the platform furry boots and going to IHop sounded like a perfect way to end this horrid night. My

Is this your card? No, wait.... Um... Is this your card? ( I knew I put it somewhere.) Okay, let's just start over. (Shuffle, shuffle.) Okay, now. Pick a card. Hold it. Don't tell

"What have I told you?!" he yelled out, slapping the young girls face. The girl cired out as she fell to the floor, "I'm sorry!" she cried, scared of him even more. He looked ready

Flipping through the channels he froze on UHF. He saw himself sitting there on the tv. His couch was on tv. His living room was on tv. He lifted the remote and

I reached out with my mind and subtly milked the endocrine glands of the kid next to me in lab, causing a surge of adrenaline to flow throughout his body. With a mighty jerk, he

I always wanted to be a spy. I got one chance. This is a story of my first mission...

it was dark, stary night when something bad happened

"Too Bad." The meter maid ripped off the ticket and stuffed it in my mouth. So I

There was nowhere left to go, the evil easter bunnies were close upon them. Dillis tried her best to poke them away with her 15cm knitting needles, but nothing helped. It was

His mind was wandering as their footsteps echoed on the metal catwalks.

I WANT TO SOME GUD BAKED BEAAAANS!!!!

Believe in yourself right from the start! Do not dog yourself out because that just makes it worse on little old you! Be encouraged.

No-one's going to riot in January. It's too dark and cold. Rioting is strictly a summertime activity.

In the moonlight blood is no longer scarlet, pretending to be beautiful. It is as black as an abyss.

The black cat was a poor substitute for a broom or a wand, but you worked with what you had. A few magic words and a good lob later, the cat was doing the work of a fireball.