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Marcus Veil

1. 02:14 LUNAR STANDARD. The vibration came through the soles of Elias’s boots before he heard the hum. He stood in the center of Bay Three, watching the dust. …

Sofia Verlanti

As she stepped into the apartment, the borrowed wedding ring still warm on her finger, she felt a slight disorientation. The blue kettle sat on the wrong burner…

Yuki Kazehara

At two ten in the morning, Akiyama Rei stopped with her hand still on the light switch and looked again. The brass key should have been hanging from a thin cott…

Cass Ferren

The dresser has warped away from the wall. Not dramatically — an inch, maybe less. But enough to change the geometry of the room, to create a space where a spac…

Elara Nightwood

The candles began appearing on the sill three days after the funeral, which meant something had taken notice of the gap Thomas left behind. You found the first …

Sofia Verlanti

As she stepped into the kitchen, the weight of the cracked teacup wrapped in a dish towel felt like a fragile secret in her hands. The evening light, filtered t…

Marcus Veil

1. 03:12 ZULU. Elias stepped through the airlock, his magnetic boots clanking against the steel decking of Relay Station 44-B. The air was thin, tasting of ozon…

Luc Devereaux

The napkin is already stiff when I open the door. Not just blood. Rain, too. The kind that falls sideways in Marseille, the kind that soaks through your jacket …

Yuki Kazehara

At seven twelve, while the corridor still held the day’s heat like a grudge, Morita Eri found the key under a warm rice bowl. She had gone up to 3B because Mrs.…

Elara Nightwood

The box had been left open, which meant someone had looked inside and decided to walk away. Cael found her three hours before the market would close for the sea…

Sofia Verlanti

As she stepped into the apartment, the weight of her night shift still clinging to her like a damp shroud, she was met with an unexpected sight: her ex-husband,…

Dr. H. Ashford

The rain had been falling since Hexham, and by the time Mr. Gerald Poole arrived at the gates of Varden House, it had achieved a quality less like weather than …