As if we wouldn’t. Most people don’t venture beyond the curl of white sand that hugs the bay, but we like to clamber around the headland. There’s a sheltered nook we think of as ours. It’s mostly boulders worn smooth by the surf, but there’s a little half-moon beach just big enough for us to lie side by side on our towels. A slab of rust-coloured granite looms out of the water about a town pool’s length from the shore. It’s got a crack running longways down the middle, like a

When it showed up, Erling blamed his broken heart. Too much time brooding in the December gloom, he thought. Seeing things. But there was really no mistaking it. In this dark, deserted, Arctic landscape: a shimmering light. Not the ghostly glow of snow under an inky sky, or the silky bloom of an Aurora. This was different. It was luminous, rippling, amorphous – and close. It was below him, in the pond. It was under the ice. Read more...

Alec got comfortable on his stool. Glee played on his lips. Funny. Dangerous. Might be open to some girl-on-girl, maybe a bit of...

Everything is pink: plush toys, glitter flamingos, cherry blossom hair clips. Yuki picks a Hello Kitty cap from the bubblegum shelves and...