He stood at the edge of the precipice and looked downward. The pit was as deep as it was wide. The late-day sun ...

“Good afternoon, Charles.” Chuck Fenton’s lighter sparked brightly in the small, dark room of the plant’s psych ward. “Cut the shit, Willoughby.” Dr. ...

They pulled him out of a civvie MMOG and gave him a multimillion-dollar fighter jet because he matched a profile: youthful reflexes, controlled ...

Joey listened for a minute to the sound of tapping keys on the other side of the cubicle wall. He was trying to ...

Kaori’s elbow brushed alongside Eric’s, expertly demonstrating platonic support. Such incredible intuition. Moving like a specter, she’d marshaled the most imperceptible techniques to ...