The Typical Morning RoutineI opened the small café on the corner of Elm Street every morning before the sky had completely changed color due to
Month: November 2025
Over Portland that night, sheets of rain fell—cold, unending, and loud enough to drown out everything else. Daniel Harris, a single father, clutched his flimsy
A web of lights, an ocean of aspiration glittering against the darkness, was the result of Meridian Global Systems’ glass skin swallowing the night in
The final dispute was the spark that ignited the rest. Like so many previous conflicts, it started with money, or rather, the lack of it.
Sitting alone at a corner table, Adrian Shaw checked his watch for the third time in ten minutes as the cafe’s evening lights flickered against
You can call me Vivian Cross. I am twenty-five years old. A week ago, if you had met me, you would have seen a lady
That evening, the ballroom glistened with gold, its chandeliers illuminating champagne and laughter with a warm, sly glow. The extended table was crowded with my
The heavy, elegant envelope, written in gold script, was addressed to Olivia Carter, a name that was no longer mine. The calligraphy inside said, “Join
Have you ever witnessed something so startling, so incredibly incorrect, that your mind simply stops for a moment? For example, “Is this real life?” Let
On the maps, this area was referred to as a hollow—County Road 12, a collection of homes and farms where the land appeared older than