Arthur, King of the Britons, lay dying in Merlin’s arms. The boat creaked around them, its gentle movements a stark contrast to the hellish Camlann battlefield. Arthur’s torso bled profusely, staining his...

“No way. You’re crazy,” Morse scoffed. “It’s the truth!” O’Connor’s nasally voice insisted over the Bluetooth connection. “Don’t you think I checked? Are you that arrogant?” Morse scowled at the grimy...

What’s a vampire to do when he falls head-over-heels for a girl from a garlic farm? Brace himself to attend a home-cooked Italian dinner at her family’s, of course. “We’ve got five minutes. Are you sure you...

I wake, head pounding and hands bound behind my back, both surprised and angry to recognize the room. Metallic walls, striped with black and red, are so shiny I can see my reflection, and the exit door boasts...

It was a blustery day in October of 1880 when Sherlock Holmes was summoned to a student tenement near the University of London. The telegram requested my presence as well, which was unusual. I went willingly...