Aria stared at her arms. Her scales were showing again. This time, they were dark blue. She squinted daggers at them. Go away! “Aria! Are you ready for school?” Her mom yelled. School. Ugh. She was one in one...

Mark taps me on the shoulder. “Dynamite warm?” Plants rustle as I reach down amid the overgrowth and into my sock, fingering the explosive stick and the wooden blasting cap filled with gunpowder. It’s warm...

Forgonath finds me in the Staggering Tavern, hanging over the table like a limp sack and polishing off my fourth flagon of ale. The others arrive shortly later—Borduain pats me on the back and calls for his...

“Come on!” I tug C4t3rp1ll3r’s arm as footsteps thud down the corridor from both directions. “If you escaped that video game only to be killed before I learn your real name, I’ll never forgive you. Even though...

The rain was coming down in sheets, a reminder that some things can’t be undone. I stood in Stage 7, watching my team tear down the set where Vivian Cross died three months ago. “Cut!” I’d screamed that...