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Everything is going to plan. I move a piece of hair from my eye and smack my lips after donning on some bright red lipstick. I adjust my...

My heart races as I read Hestia's message. "They're not alone." Dread fills me, a cold, heavy weight settling in my stomach. Who could be...

The message, a stark white text against a black background, hangs heavy in the air. The room falls silent, the only sound the hum of the...

It’s been over a week as we work tirelessly with the Oracle Collective. I’m still healing but getting my strength back. Brock contacted...

Lisa's eyes, once filled with warmth and laughter, now burn with a rage I never thought possible. Her hand trembles as she raises the...

A cold dread settles in my stomach. The pieces of this puzzle are starting to fit together, forming a terrifying picture. This isn't just...

The words "One foot in front of the other" reverberate in my mind, a chilling mantra from a dark past. My breath hitches in my throat as...

A ferry ride later, and we find ourselves in Mykonos, a labyrinth of whitewashed buildings and blue-domed churches that seems to spill...

What should have been the day we go back home after a fun-filled, yet relaxing vacation is now the day we have to go to the Embassy and...

It’s been nearly a week since all hell breaks loose for us. The oppressive hotel walls close in, suffocating me with an unnerving sense...

The lobby is a whirlwind of activity. Veronica, her usual composure shattered, barks orders at the shaken staff. Hotel guests, a mixture...

The begonias' beauty and the laurel tree's myth seem almost cruel in contrast to the dark cloud hanging over us. As Brock suggests, we...

The next morning, the previous night's events weigh heavily on me as we sit down to breakfast in the hotel's dining room. The chatter of...

The following day dawns with a sense of urgency hanging in the air. Over a hasty breakfast of lukewarm coffee and stale bread, Brock and...

My blood chills despite the Athenian sun beating down. The scene with the bellhop replays in my head, a horrifying prologue to whatever...

stir from my sleep, the soft light of dawn filtering through the curtains casting a warm glow over the room. Stretching lazily, I savor...

I stir from my sleep, the soft light of dawn filtering through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. Stretching lazily, I...

The wait is over! Patrice and Brock find themselves in Athens, Greece, when a bomb threat is called in and chaos reigns. The Summers...

My toes curl against the couch and as I watch Brock scroll through his phone, oblivious to the storm brewing within me. 9:00, then 9:10,...

After Gray and Holder leave, I look at Brock and smile. “Did you see that excitement, the anticipation in his face? It’s him, Brock.” "It...