That’s my favorite kind of laughter – the painful, uncontrollable kind. The kind that goes on and on and on until you can’t breathe anymore and it feels like you’re just gonna DIE if one more howl lets loose from your lungs. SEVEN: Poison & preparation.

After running afoul of Avalanche, a ShinRa soldier thinks on both life and death. Written for Rowena DeVandal's July One Thousand Words Or Less Challenge.

The banter turns brutal as the Winchesters hunt a savage creature from Indian lore.

Love is a war. War is a game. And Artemis Fowl knows how to play. [AH? Sure, why not. If not, then you can insert the characters of your choice] R&R, please.

The dollmaker has been blessed with twin daughters. They are very young to be Shrine Maidens, but it must be done for the sake of the village...