Sure, the mansion was a dream to live in—if you didn’t count the cleaning—but what was with the chandelier and the libraries? Or the armory with its barbaric weapons?
More questions he couldn’t answer…
Sure, the mansion was a dream to live in—if you didn’t count the cleaning—but what was with the chandelier and the libraries? Or the armory with its barbaric weapons?
More questions he couldn’t answer…
A puff of dust exited the box as it opened, escaping like a tiny mushroom cloud. As it did, Luca jumped back, joining the other three.
The four boys waited silently for the dust to clear, eyes on the wooden container. After several moments, Luca crept back up toward the altar cautiously, as if at any moment something would jump…
Matt’s eyes fluttered open as the door to his room creaked. Bennet poked his head through the door. His dark curly hair had grown almost a full inch, as he had.
“You going to sleep all day, Maps?”
“Hey, Cat.”
Matt stretched, sitting up. ‘Cat’ was the nickname the others had given him because of his quick reflexes. But the name really stuck when he ended up chasing off a…
The SUV hummed softly as it worked its way up the long inclines. Matt had really no idea what to expect at the property. He only knew that if it had been owned by his grandfather, it was probably going to be interesting—and perhaps even mysterious. One thing would certain, however, and that would be that life would be very different…
“You’re going to miss the window! Do it now!” Matt repeated, watching Ambrose’s drone race past the halfway mark. His was now almost a full two seconds in front of Luca’s drone.
Luca’s hand trembled as he flipped the switch. The drone, as if fueled by an impossible power, screamed forward, leaving the other trailing racers in its wake. With the finish line seconds away, Luca took the last turn with clumsy but incredible speed, now inches behind Ambrose…
This Christmas, instead of turning on the Roku to find a Christmas movie, why not listen to an audio drama by candlelight? Imagine this: You brew a cup of coffee, grab the leftover bag of Christmas cookies, turn off the lights and light a candle or two, and snuggle down in a blanket while you listen to Doctor Who…
Tales from the Cave The Shadow of Ranger Devore, Part 4 The wind picked up outside the little cabin. The two-day torrential downpour had only quit hours ago, but now it was looking like another storm was gearing up for the Sierra Nevadas. Storms of this magnitude weren’t typical in the summer months in Yosemite, […]
A scream pierced the night. There was a sharp rapping on the door, then a thud on the front porch. The door latch rattled harshly. Sarah’s heart thumped wildly in her chest. Josh leapt from his chair, whirling to face the door. He snatched a pocket knife from his pocket, fumbling to open it. “Get […]
Tales from the Cave The Shadow of Ranger Devore, Part 2 Sarah watched Ranger Devore disappear past the bleary yellow-washed light of the austere motel. There was a swagger to his walk, even in the pouring rain. The pulling on the driver’s side door handle startled her. “Sarah, unlock the door!” Josh called through the […]
Tales from the Cave The Shadow of Ranger Devore, Part 1 Every year visitors and hikers are killed or go missing in the national parks. Several serial murders have been carried out over the decades in many of them. Still, hundreds of thousands of visitors flock to the parks every year to hike and enjoy […]