Mackenzie Joy

The rock fell. Caspian sucked in a breath and squeezed his eyes shut. His heart thundered in his ears, and he prayed with all his might he wasn’t heard. He heard heavy

I hobbled up the rugged stone path, wishing that Master Magnus hadn’t taken my wand away—again. It hadn’t been a big fire. Just a small one—one that burned down

The only thing worse than being chased by a dancing tiger through a school cafeteria is being woken from a fitful sleep by an over enthusiastic alarm clock. At least, that’s what

The sun’s brilliant rays bore down on the band of young men as they traipsed through the dense overgrowth. Their leader held a rapier above his head and slashed at vines as

Gunfire boomed between the Tempest and the Fearless Dove, two enemy ships locked side by side, neither willing to surrender. Howling winds ripped at the sails of both vessels, threatening to capsize them

Dustin tugged at the metal restraints that clattered against the table. He swallowed hard as the icy claws of fear slowly squeezed his heart. He looked up and saw only darkness but then

Calak slammed to the deck, covering his head as a barrel splintered over him. Water splashed across the deck as he scrambled to his feet. Glancing over his shoulder, he lunged for his

The Tempest drifted into port with her esteemed captain hunched at the helm. With the treasure safe in the hold and eight weeks of restless sailing behind him, Captain Silverius allowed a rare

The mischievous Russian Blue hunched on the shelf, taunting me with her purrs and deceitfully sunny personality. She shook my wand in her jaws, her saliva flying everywhere. "Zinta! You drop that right

Mrs. Charles ran through her home, ducking as a fourth round of bullets peppered the wall just above her head. She shrieked, yelling for her husband. The twins clutched her skirt as they

I stared at my paper, the problems blurring  before my eyes. I blinked, but the confusing numbers and carried digits made my head spin. I glanced up at the timer and gripped my

On a cold and wet September evening, the Rhodes house bustled with activity. Bags were being packed, and cushions were searched for phones, bobby pins, and loose change.  Aiden shared a sly look

The tale of the butterfly and the wasp is not a famous story, but I know it well. Farrah was a blonde beauty with ocean-blue eyes always filled with the brightness of laughter

Swirling gray clouds and distant thunder echoed the mood Lillian witnessed around her. The chance of rain was increasing, making her wish she had grabbed her umbrella. Her worn trench coat and tall

Alec kept his eyes on the floor, intent on avoiding the giant’s stare. Principal Becker was a fit man of six feet with neat white hair and eyes that could penetrate a

Detective Josiah Lapso scribbled down a quick note and straightened to post it on the glass board. He crossed his arms and stared at the diagram that he had spent the last three

I gripped the straps of my backpack as my classmates and I filed off the bus. As I was stepping onto the sidewalk, I was shoved from behind. I fell forward, unable to

Dustin’s eyes snapped open the second his alarm clock started ringing. In his haste to turn it off, he accidentally smashed the clock. “Darn super strength,” he mumbled, throwing off his sheets.

All beware. Do not dismiss what only seems to be impossible. Open your mind, for through it, the realm of the imagined comes to life. Nathaniel heaved the bag of basketballs over his