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Elroy was, to put it mildly, a peculiar elf. In a land of perpetual winter and sugar plums, he was a savory anomaly. While his brethren...

The Cowell family Christmas was shaping up to be a disaster. Not the kind with a slightly burnt turkey or a missing ornament – this was a...

The rain hammered against the attic window, a relentless rhythm that mirrored the chaotic symphony playing out in Jonathon Grant’s mind....

The crisp October air bit at Kimmy's exposed cheeks, painting them a rosy hue that mirrored the nervous flush creeping up her neck....

Edison adjusted his slightly-too-tight tie, peering out the bus window at the snow-dusted landscape of rural western Pennsylvania. He was...

The year Santa Claus shrunk himself was a year no one in the North Pole, let alone the world, would ever forget. It all started with a...

Amanda traced the worn symbols etched into the ancient clay tablet, her fingers following the lines like a blind woman reading braille....

Mayor Judson Dudad, a man whose name rhymed with a sneeze and whose ambition rhymed with a gold mine, surveyed the city of Coin with a...

The North Pole was a flurry of activity, as it always was. But this year, something was different. The sweet, warm smell of gingerbread...

The stale air of the Willow Creek Mental Institution hung heavy, thick with the scent of antiseptic and something indefinably human – a...

The acrid smell of sulfur hung heavy in the air, mingling with the sweet, almost cloying scent of exotic herbs. In the flickering...

Billy Boyton was a boy who loved two things more than sunshine and lollipops: building things and airplanes. But not just any airplanes!...

The sun bled crimson onto the vast, shimmering horizon as Plouton, Lord of the West, stood upon the obsidian cliffs overlooking his...

My buddy John Cook is, to put it mildly, inquisitive. Some might even call him downright nosy. But I have to admit, it was that very...

The wind howled a lonesome tune through the craggy peaks of the West Virginia hills, a sound Jedediah “Jed” Calhoun had grown accustomed...

In the heart of the Whispering Woods, where the trees whispered secrets to the wind, four adventurous kids named Mary, Joey, Becky, and...

In the quiet hum of Oakridge High School, I, Mr. Jake Kostra, a history teacher with a penchant for the road less traveled, found myself...

I had a dream that began in the misty dawn of 1794, a year when the world I knew twisted into something unfamiliar, like a river diverted...

In the quiet expanse of the Mantu Keen Observatory, perched like a sentinel on Hawaii's volcanic peak, Dr. Maria Rodriguez stared at the...

The year is 2029. Dr. Andrew Danilo, an astrophysicist with a name whispered in hushed, reverent tones within academic circles, stood on...