Ed’an couldn’t sleep with the pouring rain, the howling wind, the thought of his mother, and the faint glimmer of what to do on the edge of his mind. But he couldn’t do anything; the wind was too...

Chapter 1 009 Hours When Buck did not return from his walk, his wife went looking for him. She wished she had not. She saw the body and ran back to the village as fast as she could. The small population...

Prologue The Woods, 004 Hours. It was fall in the village in Old House Woods, Virginia. Yes, there are rumors of ghosts and such, but the only people who see them are the Floridians, and they’re...

He told us that he was going to be gone for about two weeks. He just told us that so we wouldn’t worry. A month passed. Then a year. It's not fair. First monthly calls, then birthday cards, then nothing....

Chapter 1 It was a crisp autumn afternoon a week before Halloween when I waited for the bell to ring. One more minute, I tell myself. You got this. I impatiently tapped my foot against the hardwood...

Backward Forward A Poem by Savanna White   What if we left.  Right now. Just disappeared. What would happen? Would plants take over and animals thrive? Just go back to how...

Old Soul  A Poem by Savanna White Like a sapling unfolding and growing into and old world. Hard and strong, but still so young it tries to flower It tries to speak- it tries to be noticed, and it...

Chapter Two The Northern Mariana Islands The Dock of Tinian July 26, 1945 1,565 Miles of the coast of Southeast Asia (Southern Pacific) 14:50 hours (2:50pm) “Man, they should use better...

Book 1: The Storm Isles Chapter 1: Flames (Fjord) I woke up in a coat of soothing frost. I had been dreaming of The Dagger, a huge icicle that hung over the yawning mouth of the abyss called the...

Proud A Poem by Savanna White Our world is dying. People watch like it's a reality show to see what terrible thing has happened next. This is not a reality show, it better -it's reality! But just...

Chapter 1 Heading to the Dock of Tinian The USS Indianapolis July 26, 1945 The Pacific Ocean 13:30 hours (1:30pm) “Yuck!” Tom gulped down the vomit, trying to prevent himself from...

 Chapter 2 “But why are you doing this!?” Ed’ans mother’s voice was growing even more frantic. “Because it could be the entire future of Crizam.” “How?” his mother turned away,...