By Candace Allan In FictionPosted December 1, 2006Cavalier BoyHer hands tingle and the blood drums at the end of her fingertips. It’s hot. So, so hot. READ MORE
By Candace Allan In FictionPosted February 1, 2006Memory of the HiveDesperate for summer weather, the girls had their white bellies exposed from the hems of their skimpy shirts to the tops of their jeans. Between downpours, the night air was humid. READ MORE
By Candace Allan In FictionPosted November 1, 2001Near DrowningsWithout warning, Lauren’s grandmother slipped right out of Lauren’s grasp, as if the water beckoned to her. READ MORE