Showing results for "Enigma" in Anthologies & Short Stories

Sparks ignited when I fell at Isaac Holt's feet—literally. Although his unique-colored eyes sheltered an arsenal of secrets, the immediate connection between the brooding businessman and me were undeniable. With lines crossed and a date penciled in, things were set to get roasting... until fate intervened. Even being my first week on the job won’t alter the facts: not even rookie federal agents are allowed to date their targets.

Step into a world where reality bends, and the impossible becomes plausible. "The Enigma Grid" by Craig S. Wilson is a mind-bending collection of short stories that will leave you questioning the very fabric of existence.

Nate Taylor and the crew of the Vanguard face their greatest challenge yet as they venture into the heart of a mysterious cosmic anomaly—the Enigma Expanse. This uncharted region of space defies all known laws of reality, and its secrets are as dangerous as they are alluring. When an ancient signal pulls them deeper into the Expanse, Nate must navigate fractured realities, confront a rogue robotic entity with a corrupted mission, and grapple with his own doubts and fears.

Ralph Core, non più direttore del Worldwide Chronicle ma finalmente scrittore a tempo pieno, presenta a Londra la sua ultima opera, Vite giocate, che tratta della tragica spedizione inglese del 1924 per la conquista dell’Everest, in cui persero la vita il capo degli scalatori George Mallory e il compagno di cordata Andrew Irvine.Il suo libro, che esplora il dramma umano dei protagonisti di quella tragedia, suscita presto l’interesse di due importanti produttori che intendono trarne un film e chiedono a Core di partecipare alla sceneggiatura.

I walked away from the one girl I've ever really loved. The most painful thing I've ever done. I've never been good enough for her, and keeping my distance is hard. But it has to be done. For her. For me. For us. She's everything I've ever wanted. Miley and her sunshine sparkle. When I close my eyes, I can still see her spinning beneath the stars, laughing and eating cotton candy. It's the only thing that keeps me going. When I come back a better man, healing from my own personal hell...the only question is...is she mine? Or is she his?