Okay all so here is a new story I'll be starting. I have the last chapter of Free at Last done and it should be up any day now. I promise I'll get the last chapter of Deep Waters done, eventually ;) I suggest you read Wings of Gray before reading this one as it takes place in the same universe. This story happens about 13 years before Wings of Gray does. Ri...
I had laughed when Oliver said he'd had a thermal earth house built, but then I may have overdone it in the other direction when he took me there, because he left it to me in his will. It wasn't just that it was dug into the side of a hill that had made me laugh. It also was because it was in the middle of nowhere—practically surrounded by the Rocky Mountain...
I want to thank all those who sent me feedback on my first story. This story will include 2 of the characters from the first, but the premise is not the same. First, the story will be told in 3rd person, not in the 1st person as in my first story. The plot will be different as well. In fact, I have decided to go in a direction I have never gone in my writing...
Bad Violet!! Very bad Violet. I know, some of you are probably pissed at me. How dare I keep you waiting for this damn long!!!!! Trust me, I am more disappointed in myself!! I let a lot of things get in the way of my characters and their stories. But trust and believe, I will work harder at doing my best at getting back to you the readers. If not for you I...
When Tony Samuels asked me to go on a boating holiday with him, I was delighted; we had been friends, and sometimes lovers, for a long time. We drove from London to Norwich, took over our motor cruiser, and sailed down the River Yare towards Breydon Water. That evening we moored up at Reedham where we intended to spend the night, and went to one of the river...
Preface For fifty years men come to the island of Cyprus, a Mediterranean paradise split and war torn by a marathon ethnic struggle between Greek and Turk, each consciously seeking connection with the writings of the British novelist and essayist Lawrence Durrell. They all take up tenancy, some longer than others, in the Bellapais villa where Durrell wrote...
"Fuck me, man," Dylan said as he fell into the booth next to his best friend Josh, "this overtime bullshit is killing me." He stretches his tired muscles as he grabbed the back of his neck. "I've had this stress headache for like three days now." "You need to quit that job, man. I'm telling ya, there's a lot of shit you could do. Shop around a bit, find som...
For 19 year old Randy Davidson, the intern position at the printing company had begun as something to keep him busy until college resumed in the fall, but after the owner of the firm took a liking to the lad things changed. Maybe it was because George Beck sensed that the young man had similar feelings toward him, despite the fact that at 64 he was more tha...
Chapter 3: Life On Land Over the sea's horizon, the canvas of deep blue gradually seeped through bleak orange. The warm aura soon birthed a bright yellow peak. The light touched the trees, scanned the rock, and illuminated a vague rainbow on the waterfall. The morning sun soon laid upon a young, burly, semi-hairy male, with a soft, younger one upon his lap,...
Mark Jenkins has worked for Blackwall Industries for the past 5 years. Happily married with 2 children, the last thing on Mark's mind the night of the annual Christmas party was having sex with another man. At 6'2" and 175lbs, Mark has always figured he could take care of himself if the need ever arose. Of course he wasn't planning on Jonathon Peterson tac...