Where Charles Wentworth is now, I do not know. I thought he was dead. It took decades to get over the heartbreak of his disappearance. And yet now that he has sent me a message, I feel not relief but horror… because, if my interpretation is true, then we are all in danger. The message in the sky is clear. Humanity may be about to go extinct.

One lifetime of experience, and suddenly... magic. Richard has come to Ireland to reflect on years gone by, not to become mixed up in the affairs of the fairy folk. The handsome stranger he meets will not be denied, however. He makes Richard young again - for a price.

I am dealing with chronic depression and panic attacks. This is my journey to try to make sense of it all.

Reading the HP books as I have done for many times now, I often wondered how two of my favorite characters met for the first time. This story -humbly- attempts to answer this question.

They came to New Skye in search for a better future. Colonists, descendants of the brave people who boarded the generation ship Ionas knowing it would take decades to reach a new planet. They found a beautiful world, richer beyond their wildest expectations...

A collection of all my responses to writing prompts!

Saying goodbye can be hard. Remembering the good times can help, sometimes. Especially in the icy quiet of December. Andy is struggling to cope with the fact that his husband Michael has passed away. But Michael's last message, written in a letter, will surprise him.

Ryan is only eighteen, but he knows what homelessness is like. When the offer came for a job out in the Oregon wilderness, no questions asked, he jumped at the chance. Three grand for two weeks' work sounded too good to be true. And maybe it is. His new boss is... strange. And Ryan has heard rumors that there were others before him, all of them young, hired to come and work at the manor. The funny thing is, none of them were ever seen again…

A Halloween special, and a response to prompt 457: Spiders.

My response to prompt 439. 'Use the following in a story – a clown, a motorcycle, vacation tickets, chocolate cake, and a ring.'

My response for prompt number 444: Would you, please, go to sleep? I tried to do something different for this one, and it's my first time responding to a prompt! It was great fun!

Hi, my name's Josh. This is the story of how I met Nathan. He was... well. Weird, I suppose. Not much makes sense now, but maybe writing will help. Or not. Anyway, here goes.

It was close. Humanity almost destroyed itself. Among the ruins there's only one Island city which still has technology the rest of the world can only envy. The entire city depends on spark. If anything were to happen to it… Well. it's better not to think about it. My name's Rick. I'm a Peacekeeper in that city. My city. I'll defend it from anyone who tries to destroy our source of spark. Even if it's a secret agent, deadly and cunning...

Kyle does not want to leave his home behind, but he has no choice. He is assigned to a remote scientific outpost on the planet Tantalus where he meets Jim, the xenobiologist in charge of researching the indigenous species. Almost as soon as he arrives, though, strange things start happening. Things that could compromise Kyle's future, or even his life...

What if you could go back in time, and erase that one day when you decided to come out?