Josh Aterovis

I think it is! That's why I chose it. I'm watching Scooby Doo Mystery Incorporated right now with my partner. It's a lovely throwback to one of my childhood favorites!

Thank you so much! I always looked forward to your comments with each chapter! And I think chronological was the winner. Next up is Adam's backstory, a short two or three chapter tale. All I'll say about Killian's driving is you'll especially enjoy the start of the third Killian novel, All Lost Things. 😂 Stay tuned!

Yeah, I agree that Todd is as much a victim as he is a villain. He was made a monster. His character makes me more sad than anything these days. This isn't the last you see of Jake. That's all I'll say for now... Thank you so much. That means a lot. And thank you for your feedback. I think I'll go with the chronological order, which means the next story will be Adam's backstory...

Thank you for going on this adventure with me!

Hmm, yes. Good point!

Huzzah!

Thank you, @Geron Kees. High praise coming from you. I wonder what Charlie and Kippy would make of Killian... 😂

I promise I'm on the good list...

I always feel a little sad when I come to end of a Charlie Boone story. I love being lost in their world, even for just a few hours. Another great story. Thanks, Geron. Can't wait to see what you're cooking up next.

Thank you!

So true! And judging by many recent actions, a lot of adults as well.

It's coming!

Thank you for reading, Parker!

Thank you!

Thank you for reading!

I woke up with a gasp, sitting bolt upright. Now that the faceless man had a face, he’d stopped haunting my dreams, but the nightmares hadn’t stopped. He’d just been replaced by fire and Todd’s unseeing stare. Seth sometimes still made guest appearances, but his presence felt more comforting than anything. He could transform a nightmare into a good dream simply by his arrival. He hadn’t shown up tonight, however—only the flames. I was concentrating on my breathing, trying to ca

I stared down at the phone in shock. “What’s going on?” Asher asked. “Should I call the police?” “No!” My head was spinning. The room grew darker. I gasped for breath, then suddenly everything went black. I was in the park, lying on the ground looking up at the dark outline of the killer looming over me. An excruciating pain shot through my side, and the taste of fear was sour in the back of my throat. All at once, the figure above me morphed into Asher. He knelt do

@Geron Kees I've read so much of your stuff on here because it's all excellent, but there are a few things I haven't read yet. After Tuesday night, I needed some comfort, and one of the things I like most about your writing, aside from the way you capture people and personalities so vividly, is the way your stories feel like a warm hug. I picked this one at random, but is anything in this world really random? I feel like I needed to read these words right now, when the country feels so full of hate and the future suddenly feels very scary. I needed to be reminded that it's the ones who love you who really matter, and they'll always outweigh the rest. Thanks for your stories. Thanks for these words. Thanks for sharing your gift. You make the world a better, more tolerable place.

I love reading all your theories! Some of them so good it almost makes me want to rewrite an ending I wrote 25 years ago! (More than I already have, anyway...) All will be revealed soon...and hopefully, it will be a satisfactory ending.

Finally caught up! Excellent as always. It's always so nice to be back with these guys again. Can't wait for the next installment.

The next few weeks passed by in a rose-colored haze that only someone who has experienced those first intoxicating days of a new love can understand. Everything revolved around Asher. Nothing else seemed to matter—or if it did, it did so only in the abstract, as if it were all far removed from us. I did keep up with the developments on Seth’s and Zack’s murders, even though those seemed to be few and far between. At least the police were now taking both killings seriously. Publicly, they i

Sure, we'll go with that... (he says knowing his first book is 25 years old...)

Since my car was now considered evidence in a murder, it was still impounded come Monday morning, which meant that Adam had to drive me to school. He had to take Kane to finish his enrollment anyway, but it also meant we’d both have to be picked up after. I missed my car already. I looked for Asher first thing after I arrived. We’d decided not to act any differently at school, but I knew the first day back after Zack’s death would be tough and I wanted to touch base with him. Despite his g

Ahhh! A new adventure! I'm out of town for my birthday (I'll consider this my birthday present), but look forward to reading it when I'm home!

“Oh, shit!” I gasped. I could still hear the sound of the party coming from the backyard, but the distance muffled it, making it seem farther away than it was. I suddenly felt very vulnerable standing out in the street in the dark. “Killian?” Kane sounded scared. I knew how he felt. “Come on.” I grabbed his wrist and practically dragged him back toward the house. “What are we going to do?” Kane whispered. “We’re gonna call the police from the safety of the house.” J