Stories by iguanastevens
we faked our deaths (and that was...
What's the difference between a birthday party and an assassination?
According to Yuri Plisetsky, who is set...
A Heart Beats At Night
A lone figure ran along the sidewalk. Otabek would have mistaken him for a motivated jogger, if not for the s...
O Fortune
Otabek Altin was lucky. He always had been.
He was, he reflected (with some bitterness), lucky in the same wa...