They had found the Voyager probes and decoded the messages inside. Their great silver ships filled the sky, scudding through the atmosphere like shiny storm clouds. All planes that approached them, no matter from what nation, were shot down. They called themselves the Arbiters. Their demands...

"What's this?" Pamela asked, running her hands over the verdant green cloth. Β Whatever it covered stood a nearly a foot taller than her. Β It was roughly rectangular shaped and she could feel what felt like molded metal underneath her fingers. "An old family heirloom," Shauna answered....

Athene Hibou walked through her childhood home slowly. Her hand trailed gently along the mahogany banister as she climbed the stairs. Subconsciously, she jumped over the squeaky third step from the top. The carpet upstairs was no longer the deep blue she remembered. It was...

This is the sixth and final part of the By the Fire's Light series. Names we give have power As we discovered too late For we have named the nameless one And thus have sealed our fate. Our time has come full circle, And now we have the end Of lives or...

This is part five in the By the Fire's Light series. Mira Grolinsky sat at her desk in the hotel room sorting through stacks of paper. A biographer by trade, she was used to gathering large amounts of information and then synthesizing it into one coherent...

This is the fourth entry in the By the Fire's Light series. β€œSo,” Jared said, a sneer on his face. β€œI suppose you’ve come to find out why I did it.” Connor looked into Jared’s face, at the sneer, the hate. He looked into Jared’s eyes, and...

Author's Note: This story is a part of the By the Fire's Light series. Part One: By The Fire's Light Part Two: The Wanderer of Blazes Detective Carl Rourke pushed his chair back from his desk and rubbed his eyes. Β The book he had been reading fell on...

Dr. Ellen Kennedy was just locking up her office for the evening when her phone began to ring. She paused at the door. It had been a long and grueling day and a ringing phone this late did not bode well. She sighed. While it...

β€œI gotta tell you, Connor, this is one amazing story,” Kurt said, plopping down on the couch next to him. β€œYou've got me believing in the boogie man again. I actually checked under my bed last night.” Connor laughed, taking the manuscript back. β€œWell it did...