There is a nail in the back of Nur’s neck. She doesn’t know why. She doesn’t think about it often, though sometimes when she bathes, h...

Winnie had always wanted a pet, but no matter how many times she begged her mother, the answer was always no. She tried asking her father,...

For you cast me into the deep, Into the heart of the seas, I ran. Of course I ran. What else was I do to? I couldn’t stay—not when staying w...

It’s the announcement that he’s leaving that surprises Iman the most. “Why now?” she asks. The baby is due in two months. Their daught...

“Rahsia, this is all really yours, you know,” she said, eyes staring up at the gathering rain clouds. Rahsia frowned. What a strange thing...

The first thing Daisy noticed about the house was the draft. “It’s a little cold in here, isn’t it?” she remarked to the real estate a...

Josh stood frozen. Was this the way? Was this how they’d finally be able to return to Maha? They’d get Michael back to Maha—it was impos...

A knock on the door alerted King Samuel that it was time for the scry. He reluctantly kept the bottle back in its place, stood and smoothed ...

I wrote a story, and it's gloriously stupid, and I was accused of fanfiction. But I don't care. It's gloriously stupid and I li...

It’s almost noon at Lebuh Pantai. Jen has circled the surrounding streets and the back lanes multiple times, looking for an elusive parki...

Coronation day — and Hono's eighteenth birthday — finally came. The young princess stood on the balcony, heart pounding. On her righ...

Grief comes in stages, like waves lapping on the shore, the crashing of the surf. Soft gentle harsh pounding . You sit, staring at nothi...

"I would like to kiss you," she says. "Oh." He cocks his head to one side, left eyebrow raised. "Why?" ...

Mica had always loved the Painted Hall. In the dark, cold year he spent in the castle, when everyone assumed he was the heir, the Painted...

I'm taking a break from #fridayflash in November (not that I was terribly consistent before) because I'll be posting writing updates...

Clear blue skies. Not a good day for dying. Nadira focused on putting one foot in front of the other. Tiny beads of sweat collected around h...

It's his favourite photograph: Daniella laughing in the rain and him splashing towards her with a yellow slicker. His sister Livvy had c...