The kitchen was thick with tension as Eleanor stirred the stew, her knuckles white around the wooden spoon.
Usually, Edward Whitmores grand London townhouse felt more like a museum than a homeall polished floors
The dog gave his owner one last embrace before being put to sleep, and suddenly, the vet cried out, Stop!
“Excuse me, sir… Todays my mums birthday. I want to buy flowers, but I havent got enough
In the quiet village of Kent, nestled among rolling green hills, I recall the days when my husband’
It was an absolute nightmare. Just four days before, my wife had passed away bringing our little girl
**THE KEEPER OF THE DUSK** My name is Edward, though here in the village, everyone knows me as Old Ned.
**Diary Entry 18th October**It was just another quiet evening. The streets of Manchester glowed softly
**A Grey Streak in the Beard. A Life Story** “Teddy, Teddy? How was work? Everything alright?”
A man stood atop a car, smashing it with a sledgehammerwhen the police arrived and learned why, they
