I have always heard its tendrils writhing in the walls each night. Felt them, to put it more accurately. Ever since my mind's eye,...

Baba waves her liver-spotted hands dismissively as she crosses the threshold. "Too old," she sniffs, her nostrils flaring. "Much too old....

Pearl Ebberhartt did not smile often. Could I prove it in court? No, but I guess even after your by-the-book chief hauls you into his...

Santa held his phone out at arm’s length. He squinted, adjusting his spectacles with a white-gloved hand. "Dear Mrs. Claus: Insufficient...

When he saw the empty, baitless trap, Nikolai figured he must have poorly knotted his snare. Then he noticed the bootprints. He sighed,...

As the domed ceiling of the Vault of Sorrows completed its slow, torturous opening, Father Clemont was sure he’d finally lost his mind....

Father Clemont blinked rainwater out of his eyes as a steady flow of sand drooled from the portal Sister Lament had ripped in the fabric...

Father Clemont frowned at the sounds of combat from the village below. He was waiting for Revka and Yvonne outside the entrance to the...

Annalisa clutched the pillowcase against her chest, but the weight of the candy inside offered no reassurance in the face of the Spook...

As he walked into the main concourse at Václav Havel International Airport, Father Clemont remembered he didn’t know the first word of...

Father Clemont’s ass was sore. Again. And they were still only halfway across the Atlantic. The dull ache around his wrist wasn’t helping...

As Father Clemont pushed his empty plate away, he wondered why he’d ever questioned Mrs. Kowalski. Pierogi really did make everything...

When Father Clemont awoke, he was floating above St. Paul's church. Looking down at its sloped roof, his first thought was that the...

How Mrs. Kowalski was still alive, Father Clemont could only guess. She smoked constantly, and when she didn't have a cigarette between...

Loom hated the sea. She hated the way it smelled, the way her hair clumped and tangled after saltwater dried in it, the way it tossed...

Angold sat forward as the woman on the holoviewer rounded another corner. She was sprinting through a long-derelict spaceship, its...

Guthrow cursed as the wagon bucked over a particularly nasty bump in the road, splattering chili all over his chaps. “The hell you doin’...

The last peach-orange rays of sunset punching through the clouds would have been beautiful, Mags thought, if they didn’t herald the...

I don't even realize we're under attack until the dragons blow the fuel dump. The explosion hits our hangar - situated nearly a quarter...

I winced as Carraway lit another cigarette. "Jee-zus, man," I said. "You fixin' to go through the whole carton tonight?" Carraway didn't...