Elizabeth Boss

When I wake, my eyes are unseeing, swathed in some thick, black fabric. My hearing sharpens in response, ears straining. The only sound...

I know I shouldn’t love you. From the moment you laid your frozen eyes on me, I knew it. But love is a funny thing, isn’t it? The way it...

Mr. Raven was reaching for a glass of wine when Mr. Gray came up from behind and clapped him on the shoulder. There was a crash and a...