I creaked my eyes open, rubbing out the sleep and staring blindly into the near pitch black bedroom. A small shimmer of light gleamed in through the cotton voile that draped over the window. A clear night sky let through a beam of moonlight that allo...

The transition from silk sanctuary to bakery explosion happened in exactly 0.4 seconds. One moment, I was drifting through a deep sleep, dreaming of my last 24 hours of boring normal living to crazy messy fun, I was getting butterflies and certainly...

The GPS had stopped being helpful three miles ago, leaving me with nothing but my hand-drawn map and the sound of gravel crunching under my tires. My breakup had left a hole in my life, and my office job was a slow-motion blur of spreadsheets. I need...

Note before reading ahead. I have written this story in a first person account, with a nameless, gender-less (you can apply your own preferred gender as you see fit), and description-less character. They will be referred to as the guest. I have con...