My Writing

Casey v3: Memories

Casey was alone in his new haven, and for once, he welcomed the quiet. There was no sense of loneliness — only

After I had inadvertently killed Matt, I had considered, if only briefly, of asking Valeska to use the silver stake on me;

Casey studied the man in front of them, a man just a few inches above his own height, with dark hair and

Julien had just put Valeska to bed, set some water and aspirin on the bedside table for her, as well as placed

Petra looked out the window of her room at the gray day outside. It was overcast, and the clouds looked ready to

Casey jogged up the steps of his brownstone, pausing long enough to unlock the door before heading inside. Inside, he flipped on

Casey had been recruited to the Montreal Canadiens at twenty-one, fresh out of the QMJHL. He still felt keenly that he was

*Note: All links lead to YouTube A few blocks from the campus of Arizona State University in Tempe, a mere five to

The club’s name was Ultraviolet, and wasn’t a place Timur knew Nick normally went to. But there he was, looking for him.

Jett spent the next few days working on his car, making sure it was where he wanted it. Part of that process