Hope springs eternal...

It was October and I was in love. It was perfect.

I'm not a ghost and she's not a medium chanelling me

The real treasure was not the priceless articles but the bewitching lady to whom they belonged

Why was I so desperate to protect my treasures?

You don't own treasures but they own you....

A deranged perp is terrorizing our neighbourhood hunting for kids to snatch

Monsters catapult us back to shivering beneath the covers and dreading the dark

The death was listed as a misadventure but truly it was incomprehensible...

I doubted it was paranormal but what happened next made me doubt my judgment

I can hide tears and pain by walking in the rain…

You’re the summer living inside me…

I was reviewing my life and getting nowhere

Whispers fill my head, but there's nothing tangible I can pursue

Our life may not be lovely, and not perfect, but we struggled for it and it paid off.

Can I put a brake on these wild feeling stirring inside? Yeah, I can try…

She felt drawn as if she were sleepwalking—pulled toward the porch

You beckon to me still

Punishing him will not be sufficient. He is still a monster

Luis Majorca was wealthy and successful but under the sway of demons