Horeb bent over me and ran his hand down my neck, not stopping when his fingers reached my chest. I jerked backward. “What are you doing?”His eyes were black and intense. “A little taste before...

Without a torch, I stumbled along the paths. The night was dismal. A partial moon hovered bitter and white on the horizon. It was the perfect night for murder.

The summer I turned eleven, I found out that ghosts are real. Guess it’s hard to rest nice and easy in your coffin if you got stuff on your mind. Your soul stays chained to...

The throbbing shimmy spread through my hips and thighs. I could have sworn my body started to glow as if light were shooting from my fingertips and each strand of hair.