A smile crossed Death's cold, skeleton face. "Looks like you're out of a job," he told her. The angel looked up at him, shocked. "I-it's not as easy as it looks," she insisted. [A compilation of short stories that are sometimes about life, but mostly about Death.]

You want it all? And you want it now? Players? Vampires? Werewolves? Nerds and Jocks? Rockstars? Princesses? Kidnappers? Falling in love with your best friend? This short story has everything you're wishing for! Come in! Let's play: Spot the cliché! (Attention: Parody ahead. Read at your own risk.)

Cain isn't like everyone else. He sticks out in any situation unless he actively hides his prscence. That, and he's a psychic, capable of reading peoples' thoughts, feelings, and past. What can a teenage psychic do but stick out? But Cain has a mysterious past that he's hidden from himself, and the rest of the world. Yet history always has a tendency to repeat itself...