I killed my first Alexander at seventeen. That was also the age I fell in love, an emotion supposedly beyond my kind.
The galley’s lower deck stank of sweat, salt, vomit, and desperation. Einar tried to breathe through his mouth as much as possible...
The first Ellen Thrush has probably been dead all this time—and it’s not that I don’t care, exactly. I care, I think. I’m curious...
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RIDERS ON THE STORM
At least they’re not talking much, Lucinda Hawkins thought as she eased the airport shuttle bus through...
Chapter 1
Notes from the Desert
My name is Aaron Pace, and I’m writing this by hand in an accounting ledger that I found in an...
CHAPTER ONE
Rosewater: 2066
I’m at the Integrity Bank job for forty minutes before the anxieties kick in. It’s how I usually start...
Chapter One
Dr. Atchison never trimmed his nose hairs. That was the first thing Emmeline Kalberg hated about him. There were other...
It began with a dragon in the pouring rain, the beast barely held at bay, balanced upon two thin steel rails. Steam poured from...
