As the car came to a stop, I opened the door and put my foot out the door, not realizing there was a huge and deep puddle that now encased my heel. i sighed to myself and got ouot the rest of the way. I quickly grabbed my bags fro the car and start walking towards the front door. I was so excited when i got the call that the owner wanted me to fly out and do an article about the vineyard. I had do...

The rain was washed away most of the blood,but not at all. Tiny crimson streaks still clung to her skin,hidden beneath the sleeves of her jacket. The sirens wailed in the distance,getting closer. Melody adjusted her expression in the broken mirror of a nearby car-wide eyes,shaky breath just enough tears to look devastated

By the time police arrived and she was ready.

A survivor. A victim.

"S...

A sliver of moonlight was drawn through the branches of the trees above. It barely illuminated my path as I walked again and again through the vineyard, stumbling my way through the dark with just a dim-lit lamp. All I could see were my dirty Doc martens hitting against the dirt ground while I made my way through the dense, tree-littered area without a thought running through my head.

This was th...

Margot stood at the top of the vineyard hill, admiring the vast open acres that contrasted her building infested city she called home. The wind violently pushed her long hair in her face, but she didn’t mind. The grape covered valley reminded her of her nan’s place and the warmth of her childhood memories kept her from shivering. She didn’t realize how much she missed her past.

She drove one hund...

The sun hung low over the sprawling hills, casting shadows across the neatly lined rows of grapevines. Matthew stepped out of his car, the gravel crunching beneath his feet, and looked around. The vineyard was oddly silent, no workers pruning vines, no laughter, no voices. Just rows of dark, glistening grapes swaying in the breeze.

He nearly turned back until a voice called out, smooth and liltin...

It was late when my rental car broke down in the middle of Italian wine country. I had no cell reception. I thought that only happened in bad horror movies.

I left the little blue car, and started walking. I was thankful that I'd worn my sneakers instead of high heels.

When I reached a lane branching off the main road, I followed it and at last came to a house and outbuildings. The house was low...

The vineyard was large, lanes just wide enough to have trucks pass through picking up the baskets. The once lush vines now bare and stiff as the cold november air drifts through each row. I was sent here under the request of my superior, sending me the location and instructed to be here before sunset. The case had gone cold 3 months ago, and our crime scene was contaminated thanks to harvest sesao...

Grapes lined the vines that twisted up the side of the trellis, protecting the deck overlooking the vineyard from the sun. As I sat staring out into the vast field trying to think of anything but how bad the past year has been, I used the Veiled Valley Cellars house pinot noir to drown out my thoughts.

I had to get anyway from my apartment which I was forced into after I caught my dirt bag of a ...

“The storm has flooded the river”,

Said Lord Vincent....

Paul stopped his blue VW Polo in front of the wrought iron gate. As he took his arm out to press the button, he scrutinised the intricate leaves chiselled to the smallest detail in the massive gate. It was as if he was trying to extract answers from them.

He was visiting the local vineyard, whose wine everybody claimed to be the best the world had ever tasted. Cape wine and Porto wine were mere ...