Jeffrey M. Rossman

Set against the backdrop of the execution of Ted Bundy in 1989, the story centers around a 16-year-old girl named Lauryn who makes a little extra money by taking and selling Polaroids of the people who are camped out near the prison, celebrating the execution.

A C-list celebrity gets kidnapped and held hostage after a night-club appearance. When the police interrogate the man she accuses, they question whether she's after justice or a front-page story.

In the year 2050; a group of scientists left a capsule in a secret bunker to be found containing information on how to prevent the sun from dying based on technology techniques in the century they lived among. This was code-named, "Project Sun," and was found in 2091 by former NASA Engineer named Eugene Patterson. Shortly after 2050 a meteoroid struck Earth and eliminated 70% of its population. It is now controlled by a group of outlaws who have banished any intelligent work to commence on the planet Earth. Eugene Patterson has been in hiding since 2050 a former NASA engineer in attempt to find a solution to the world's problem; what happens when the sun dies? In the midst of finding answers; he's also attempting to find a cure for his dying son Earl who has a rare chromosome disease. Eugene will be put to the ultimate test while confronting the outlaws and making the ultimate decision. Do I save my son or do I save what's left of the world?

When a young couple seeking a fresh start moves into a suburban neighborhood, their marriage is put to the test when their new neighbors begin to play games with them.

Tony "Untouchable" Martone leads the mafia in East Providence, RI until a rival family attempts to take control of their territory.

My name is Andrei Tvardovsky and I was failed experiment by the Russian Government. My side effects include nose bleeds, blurred vision, paranoia, hostility, depression, hallucinations, and mood disturbances. Sometimes it's hard to distinguish dreams from reality. August 12, 2015, I was awakened by a cold breeze that tickled the back of my neck. I opened my eyes and looked down at my bloody hands. I was riding a bus in Hartford, Connecticut. I don't know how I got on the bus and I don't know who I am. The local bus patrons seem to be talking about me. I reached in my pockets and I found a wallet and receipts for nearby gas stations. As the bus stopped the police were waiting for me. Due to my suspicious condition I was detained and brought to my home address found on my wallet. As the detectives came out of my residence they immediately placed me upon arrest for murder.