Stories 127 and 128:

Story 127:

"I'm running away," the boy admitted after a pause.

"What? You're leaving your family?"

"No, they're coming with me. It's the neighbors we can't stand."


Story 128:

As a historian, I'd always wondered what this man would be like if he were alive. Now that I knew, I wished I hadn't wondered.

Stories 125 and 126

Story 125: The Return Trilogy

         1. He went to sea in anger.

         2. Years had passed. He’d never return.

         3. He returned. “Nora?” She was gone.

Story 126: Overheard from A Time Travelers' Convention

"I remember you."

"From where?"

"New York, 50 years from now."

A long silence. "Really? That was so long ago..."

Stories 123 and 124:

Story 123:

I remember when we first exchanged secrets. I showed you the freckle on the bottom of my foot. You showed me your fang.

Story 124:


“You promised me the world. You said that if we got married, I’d be rich, popular, and have everything I could possibly want. Well here I am, being tormented to death by your stinginess. I hate you!” She paused. “Carl?”


“My name’s Troy. Do I know you?”

Stories 121 and 122:

Story 121 ("Last Marquis" Prequel):

The man blinked, shaking. His mind was in full denial of what he had just done. He cursed his brilliance like he’d never cursed anything in his life. A voice mocked him inside his head. A new title had befallen him as well: he was now the last marquis.

Story 122:

The ocean stretched out before her like an everlasting black veil, hiding her heart.

“Mom? We’ve been waiting fifteen minutes.”

She turned to him, tears in her eyes. “All right. We can go now.”