Going Under, the first book in the Something in the Water series, arrives Tuesday, September 5!

 

Archives: short story

Of Curtain Rods

Of Curtain Rods

“Well, shit,” Danny said, and Matt nodded emphatically as they surveyed the scene of destruction.

They had tried to put the curtain rod back up, but it fell down again and smashed through one of the potted plants somebody—Danny didn’t remember who, but suspected it might have been his mother—had given him as a “house warming gift.”
There was dirt all over the floor, bits and pieces of the plant everywhere, and the curtain rod was lying in the middle of the room.
The Fundamental Difference Between You and Me

The Fundamental Difference Between You and Me

 

Luke sighs with satisfaction and slams his suitcase shut. Everything just barely fits, but he’s managed to cram the essentials into his suitcase. He glances about, but Mason’s suitcase is still suspiciously empty. He frowns.

He listens for a moment, then heads down the hall. Artificial gunfire resounds through the condo. He pokes his head into the living room and glares at Mason. Mason is oblivious to this, as his gaze is firmly glued to the television. His hand motions seem almost robotic as he clicks at various buttons.
Luke rolls his eyes. “Mason,” he growls.
Devil on My Shoulder [Going Under Excerpt]

Devil on My Shoulder [Going Under Excerpt]

[The following is an excerpt from Going Under, available on Amazon.]

Gabriel ends up in the most generic devil costume ever. This is fine, he thinks, because he doesn’t really care, and it’s easy enough to ditch the horns and the pitchfork, and just walk about the party in a badass cape. He debated just going as himself, but Mel and Kat insisted that doesn’t count as a costume, not even if he wore his cap and goggles and brought a medal. Reese pointed out it was pretty cold for a Speedo, and Brody helpfully suggested that this costume would mean he’d get “all the bitches,” which was effectively the nail in the coffin.

I’m Not Proud

I’m Not Proud

Sometimes, you have to dig a long way back to figure out where something actually started. Joshua has seen it before; coaches, reeling back through tapes, until they get to the initiation point. This. This is where we fucked up, they say, pinpointing it, circling it. This is what you did wrong.
The Adventures of Cam and Trev: Episode 2

The Adventures of Cam and Trev: Episode 2

“Really?” Trev asked with a sigh, watching the sheet of paper Cam was dangling in his face.
            “Yeah!” Cam cried, whisking the pamphlet away, hiding it behind his back. “Dance class! It’s bound to be full of chicks!”
            “Uh-huh,” Trev replied flatly, frowning at his teammate. “And you realize the second you walk in there, most of them are gonna think you’re gay, right?”
            “Dude,” Cam huffed, “seriously. It’ll be fine—people don’t just assume that you’re gay or whatever—”
            “They do if you go to dance class,” Trev informed him with no small amount of venom.
            Cam rolled his eyes. “We’re going,” he said, “this plan is great.”
The Adventures of Cam and Trev: Episode One

The Adventures of Cam and Trev: Episode One

They were just finishing up on the bikes when Cam’s phone rang. Trev lifted an eyebrow, because the trainers were pretty clear about the fact that they weren’t supposed to have their cells on them. No distractions during workouts.
            Cam met his questioning gaze with a shrug and answered the call with a breathy, “Hello.”
            His feet slowed to a stop, lazily spinning about in a circle. A frown marred his face. “You can’t make it? Seriously, Dusty, we’ve have this booked for weeks—you forgot! Jeez. Next time we’re on the ice, I’ll just forget you’re my teammate and drill you into the boards.”
            He hung up, glowering at the phone. “Jackass,” he muttered, then glanced over at Trev.
            Trev resisted the urge to quail, to run away. Cam’s look was calculating, and Trev knew that meant bad things for him.
            “You know how to play tennis?”