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The unicorns are celebrating their favorite day of the year, complete with rainbows, cupcakes, butterflies, and all sorts of joyful things.

Thirty years ago, Martin Owenby came to New York City with dreams of becoming a writer. Now his existence revolves around cheap Scotch and weekend flings with equally damaged men.

God is dead. Died and fell into the sea. That's what Raphael, a despondent angel with luminous white wings and a blinking halo, tells Anthony Van Horne on his fiftieth birthday.

After Daniel's young sister disappears in the woods, he starts to believe the myth about a witch and her terrifying hog who take little girls and keep them for fifty years.

Have you ever wished for the perfect job? Me too. So when I land a temporary gig with a worthwhile and exemplary startup, I'm determined to make it permanent.

After Emma accidentally kills her uncle, she's saved by James Killoran, a dissolute dark lord bent on retribution.

More time, stress relief, and relaxation: You want more time in your life. Time to spend with family, to achieve big goals, and to simply enjoy life.

How do the bodies we inhabit affect our relationship with art? How does art affect our relationship to our bodies?

Amelie Ayres has impeccable taste in music. Bowie. Bush. Bob.

Beth Rivers is on the run-she's doing the only thing she could think of to keep herself safe.

Gia Kearns would rather fight with boys than kiss them-that is, until Arik, a leather-clad hottie in the Boston Athenaeum, suddenly disappears.

My life was no fairy tale. And in this kingdom called college, the rules went out the window. I'd known golden boy Theo Hunt was the one for me since we were kids.

A Winchester bottle is the exhibit in the Black Museum associated with the murder of a four-year-old girl. A set of mysterious fingerprints on the bottle cannot be identified.

It wasn't much of a story just an obituary, Mrs. Martha Orloff, age 62, scrub woman, death by natural causes, heart failure. But what's natural by killing yourself with a scrubbing brush.