An excerpt from The Soulless From Strangelet 2.5 Walter Dinjos I contemplated the boy. “There is something off about him.” Something I had seen before. “Apart from the fact that he murdered his father in cold blood?” “Look at him.…
An excerpt from The Soulless From Strangelet 2.5 Walter Dinjos I contemplated the boy. “There is something off about him.” Something I had seen before. “Apart from the fact that he murdered his father in cold blood?” “Look at him.…
An excerpt from The Evening Laxmi Danced From Strangelet 2.5 Sunil Sharma Women and kids dreaded the city. They called it The Golden Cage from Where None Returned. Once the kids grew into teens, their wailing mothers refused to send…
An excerpt from For the Love of a Minotaur From Strangelet 2.5 Melissa Gardner There are minotaurs along the way to school. They drive by in their cars, their big, bovine heads sticking out of the windows—ties flapping in the…
An excerpt from All the Fishes, Singing From Strangelet 2.5 Hester J. Rook Her father’s warnings changed as she grew older. Her hips had begun to flare out from her waist like the curve of a bell. Her face had…
An excerpt from The Time Keepers From Strangelet 2.5 Jean Gillingham “Are you here to volunteer for the position?” “My name is Isaac,” he said. He spoke with a determination that reminded Eloise of her father, but his stance was…
An excerpt from Practical Fairy Tales for Girls Like You From Strangelet 2.4 Lauren Spinabelli Miss Ursula finished writing the prescription, set down her pen, and looked up at the last girl—a fragile imp of a thing, who had fallen…
An excerpt from Concepcion From Strangelet 2.4 Adam Breckenridge By all appearances, Concepcion was not the kind of person you sat next to on a sidewalk bench. Her eyes were jaundiced and she had long, filthy nails that she used…
An excerpt from Rustles From Within From Strangelet 2.4 Victorya Chase Jackie carried the cocoons inside. The leaves were losing their life already—the vibrant green turning to brittle brown creating a trail of detritus leading from back door to stairs…
An excerpt from Cloud Mountains—How to Climb Them From Strangelet 2.4 Michael J. DeLuca Wait. Wait for the muggiest, mistiest predawn of summer and the thundercloud pressing at its heels. Patience. As you learn how the clouds come and go,…
An excerpt from After They’ve Gone From Strangelet 2.4 Karen Heuler He would come for me like it was a date he could demand at any time. He’d shine his lights through my window and barge right in while I…