The odd woman pushed her faded ice cream cart slowly along the boardwalk, humming to herself. She looked out of place among the sunburned tourists and skateboarders, her sunhat decades out of fashi…

This is a sequel to The Sin Club. Enjoy! Riley had a system. Three confirmed names, two more she was circling, and a corkboard that looked like something out of a true crime documentary, if true cr…

The bar was loud enough that the bartender had to lean in to hear orders. Jake had both fists in the air before the final whistle even sounded, Marco laughing beside him with his beer somehow still…

The party was at Derek Holt’s house, which meant it was loud, overcrowded, and already edging toward something going wrong. It was the kind of reunion that happened every June, the first week…

Joe was stretched out in the armchair across from the couch, one leg hanging over the armrest. Steph sat cross-legged on the floor with her back against the couch, her dark hair pulled up in a mess…

“Mr. Mercer.” “Carl. Just Carl. Is Ryan here? He hasn’t picked up in four days.” “He’s… no. He’s not here.” “Do you know where he i…

The four of them spilled out of the restaurant into the warm early-evening air, the sun just disappearing and leaving the sky still lit. Sandra was digging through her clutch for her keys while Deb…

Simone held the small glass bottle up to the light, turning it slowly between her fingers. The liquid inside caught the light and shifted, pale gold one second, almost clear the next. “I don&…

Author’s note: This is based on a story by Evie Hyde of the same title. I was inspired to do a spin on the same story and have full permission to do so. The original story is available here: …

She had arrived in his world the way a bird flies into glass. With no warning, no intention, and no understanding of what had happened. Marcus had found her in the early hours of a grey morning, si…

The elevator doors opened on the fourth floor and Mika stepped out without looking up from her phone. She looked stunning in her red, latex dress and her braided hair swinging against her shoulder.…

Joanne sat with her knees pulled toward her chest, her long platinum hair falling around her shoulders in straight, pale sheets. The pink bag sat beside her. She didn’t remember putting it th…

Dr. Marcus Calloway taught Literary Theory at Alderton University the way other men ran small countries. He was forty-two, lean through the shoulders and narrow at the jaw, with dark hair going sil…

Author’s note: This story is inspired by the “That Which We Hate” interactive story on thechangingmirror.com. Jenny stood in the doorway of apartment 714 with a single box under h…

Claire was anxiously waiting when she heard Matt’s keys hit the bowl by the entry and the soft thud of his bag dropping against the wall. “Hey,” he called out. “Something sm…

The Harmon Group occupied the fourteenth floor of a glass tower on Michigan Avenue. The carpet was charcoal gray. The desks were glass and chrome. Sophie’s workstation sat in the back corner …

The lab assignment sheet went up on a Tuesday, and by Wednesday morning Ellie had already accepted her fate. She stood at the board outside Professor Harmon’s classroom, backpack straps pulle…

Cara stood in her kitchen reading her fitness magazine. The kitchen counter held a protein shaker, a meal prep container, and a half-empty cup of black coffee that had gone cold an hour ago. She wa…

Katia stepped into the restaurant with measured confidence. Her fitted black corset and short skirt looked good on her and she knew it. Ryan met her as she walked in. “Wow,” he breathed. Katia slow…

Hannah had met Antonio’s parents six times already, and every time she left their house feeling like she just didn’t meet their expectations.  It wasn’t that they were unkind. If anything, the…

Mason tugged his hoodie down as he stepped into the empty hallway behind the gym. The Friday night game was an hour away, but this was the spot Sierra had texted him to meet. She was already there,…

“Uh… what the hell happened in here?” Jake stood frozen, keys still dangling from his fingers, eyes scanning the wreckage. Couch cushions tossed, a broken lamp in the corner, picture frames shatter…

Dara sipped her drink slowly, eyes never leaving the man at the end of the bar.  Dana leaned in closer, her elbow brushing Dara’s. “You see the way he commands attention?” “I see everything,” …

December 31st, 2025 – 11:58 PM “I don’t know, James. It just feels like every year I say I’ll change and then I don’t.” James and Madeline stood outside in the busy street festival their local town…

Dana lay sprawled across the sheets, one hand gripping the edge of the mattress, the other tangled in Darren’s damp hair as his body rocked against hers. His rhythm was better now. It was much less…

Darren Ellis lay on his back in bed, staring at the ceiling.  His television was on in the background, but he lost interest in watching it.   He hadn’t always been this tired. Not ph…

“Keep your eyes up,” Lena said, smiling. “You made the bet. I’d hate for you to lose so quickly.” She sat across from me like a lioness. Her dress was a deep red, very tight, and low-cut enough to …

Author’s note: Please be aware this gets dark at the end and could be triggering for some. The sheets were soft. It’s funny how quickly you can forget something as simple as the softness of q…

She tried not to cry. It didn’t help. Her reflection mocked her. Every sob perfectly mirrored, every flinch exaggerated into something pouty and wet-lipped. While her cheeks were soaked with tears,…

Jackson tossed the last of the wrapping paper into the garbage bag, wiping his hands on his sweatpants and collapsing onto the couch with a sigh. “Done. Finally.” Millie gave him a sideways look fr…

“Dude, just open it already.” Toby was practically bouncing with anticipation. Jason raised an eyebrow but took the gift anyway. It was wrapped in fancy red-and-green tartan paper, creased at the c…

Mary slumped into her chair and dropped her bag beside the couch. She kicked off her shoes and stared at the floor for a long moment before letting out a slow, tired sigh. David had laughed today. …

Rachel glanced around nervously, pulling the sleeves of her sweater down over her hands. “I didn’t think you’d show.” Kimberly giggled, blowing a pink bubble that popped against her glossy lips. “W…

“Jesus Christ, Jones. Get your head together. That’s a fuckiin’ purge line.” Ryan Mackenzie didn’t yell often. But when he did, his voice cut through the yard like steel on concrete. He towered ove…

Anna stood in her light pink crop top that showed off the strip of toned stomach she’d gotten from a few months of Pilates. The pastel sweatpants were baggy in the legs, tight at the waist. She kne…

Emily sat cross-legged on the couch, a half-finished glass of cabernet on the table beside her. She wore an old sweatshirt, sleeves pushed up to her elbows, and her comfy jeans. Mark had been fidge…

The hallway light flickered above Amy’s door just as she stepped out with her trash. She kept her head down, hoping she wouldn’t run into anyone.  But the universe was cruel like that. “Hey, A…

Joey paused the game, pulling off his headset. The noises coming from Frank’s room had started as muffled groans. Then they turned into full-on cries. “Frank?” he called out, uncertain.  No an…

Jenna slammed the apartment door hard enough to rattle the kitchen cabinets. “Three meetings. Two missed deadlines. One grown-ass man who asked me how to convert a PDF.” She threw her purse on the …

“I thought this costume was a good idea when I tried it on at home,” Amber mumbled, adjusting the faux-fur top for the tenth time that night. The string of fake bones across her chest jingled sligh…

“Come at me, bro,” Jake said, swaggering forward with a cocky grin and a sharp crack of his knuckles. The fluorescent lights of the hallway shimmered off his sleeveless tank. He was a mountain of a…

Author’s note: Happy Halloween! I came up with this idea, but honestly it is 100% an excuse to post pictures of Killer Katrin as Harley Quinn. “Terminal 3, gate C18,” Brandon said, staring up…

Josh hit the lockers hard enough that a few students down the hall turned their heads. His books scattered across the floor, his glasses slipped halfway down his nose, and his face flushed red.&nbs…

You’d been using Elixer for a few weeks now. The first time you took a sip, it was like liquid sex slipped down your throat. Within minutes, your limbs felt lighter, your skin tighter, your hair da…

Jenny squinted at the textbook, trying to decipher the latest Calculus III problem set. Her jet black hair had started to frizz around the edges. It was nearly midnight, and the dorm was quiet. She…

Neural Interface Testing Facility – Synexus Technologies, Tokyo – Six Years Ago The emergency lights pulsed red against the sterile white hallway, casting long shadows across the floor. Alarms echo…

This originated on Tumblr as an interactive experience. The setup was posted and I asked for feedback on what would happen next. I then wrote multiple endings based on that feedback. This post cont…