Poppy Pringle lives in an ordinary semi-detached home in Western London. Her ordinary father, Peter Pringle (prefers Mr Pringle), cuts his front and back lawns at an ordinary height at ordinary times throughout the week, and her ordinary mother, Priscilla Pringle, has ordinary hair and ordinary makeup, and all around dresses as one ordinarily would for the ordinary office that takes up her painfully ordinary nine-to-five.
After escaping Ben Travis’ plantation with Nat Turner, Gabe is sheltered beneath an ageing tailor’s barn. Will he ever taste freedom? Is freedom even possible?
The morning it all changed was an ordinary one. Joanna sat out on the porch in her usual chair with her usual cup of instant—one and a half spoons of coffee, two heaped spoons of sugar, and just the right splash of milk. The birds sang their usual tunes in all their usual trees, and the gentle breeze bought along it a medium temperature somewhere perfectly between too-hot-for-her-gown and too-cool-to-shiver in-her-pyjama-top.
I need to wee. I’ve needed to wee for ages. Each time I readjust my position, each time the bed bounces slightly beneath my weight, each time I so much as breath a little too heavy and fill my lungs enough to raise me from my position, I feel it wanting to burst out.
Demigods exist. I know, because I am one. I guess I’ve been a demigod since I was born, but to be honest, I’m not really sure how it works. Am I actually the son of Odin? Or is it that I was chosen somehow at a later date? My name plucked from a hat in Asgard (where the Gods live) perhaps?
Cam didn’t like walking in the woods anymore. Actually, he hated it. Since Toby was…
When Marcy was diagnosed with lung cancer, she knew she had to make some changes.
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When Marcus headed out into the woods for his routine walk, he didn’t expect to end up running for his life away from a horde of ritualistic maniacs.
In the unity left behind the Utopian launch, all religion has become one. In the unity of all religion, the voice of the earth has been heard by the people. In the voice of the earth, Jonah Reeves has discovered something amazing. Something powerful. Something dangerous.
The northmen came ashore along a terrifying storm, their dragon-fronted ships illuminated by angular cracks…
When Danny’s passenger flight is unnaturally struck by multiple lightning strikes, there’s only one thing in his mind. The man in 3A. The man in the hat. The man that winked at him, and whispered into his mind.