The rain lashed against the windows of the school hall, the sound a steady rhythm punctuated by occasional bursts of thunder. Inside,...

Mabel stood at the edge of Loch Lomond, the wind tousling her hair gently. The serene waters mirrored the sky above, creating a...

***Please be aware that the story below includes themes of sexual violence, which may be disturbing to some readers. The author has drawn...

A short story... With adrenaline coursing through my veins, I sprinted as if my life depended on it, fleeing from the piercing sounds...