Who was she? I felt like I’d just had a Marius-Cosette moment with this girl. I…couldn’t take my eyes off of her! Short in stature, wavy black curls, deep red lipstick, fair, cream-colored skin, a simple yet stunning black dress with a shimmering top—a Concert Choir Goddess. I caught myself staring, but if my breath was stole away just from looking at her, it was stole away even more when I realiz...

The lead excavator trudged through the icy bowels of this strange wreckage.

No one had ever seen anything like this before, but something told the excavator it’d been here for a very long time. Why, his team had taken several hours just to uncover enough of this…ship…to get inside to have a basic look.

Professional spelunkers and repellers trudged through the frozen steel around them as one smal...

Her wits were no match to my blade.

Those were my exact thoughts as I easily parried Anna’s pitiful stabs, swings, and slashes. Why, I even turned my blade blunt side out as I side-stepped yet another ill-placed attack and knocked her knees out from under her.

Anna easily stumbled backward, losing grip and dropping her blade. “Hey! No fair!” She cried.

“All’s fair in love and war,” I commented ...

Our hero was outmatched and outnumbered. He paddled down the raging, churning river to escape the attacks of the Bullrunner warriors.

Their chief, Taja, ordered a massive price on his head. Dead. After taking out the top general and the chief’s battle-hardened wife, Reyan is in deep trouble.

Reyan rowed with all his might. He was worried that the warriors would catch up to him, as they knew thes...

Oh sweet, the dreams of ignorance bliss!

Oh harsh, the reality of the world that’s true!

But wait, why at such a time as this

Would fact derail the wonderer’s view?

‘Tis known by frugal laborers many

That sweat, blood, and tears earn every penny

Such folly it is to believe you can dream

Why, only by hard work all rewards you can glean

‘To dream or to live’ is the question I ask you now

Of course...

It’d been a week. A week since I’d seen my best friend Adara. A week since the failed assassination attempt on her life in the palace.

How I missed her terribly. She complimented me in every way possible, even though she and I had virtually nothing in common. We’d been best friends for as long as I could remember when the King took me in as a child.

It was only by the King’s orders that I, or an...