Her mind was overflowing with a flood of thoughts and emotions, almost to the point, thought Tess, of making her wanting to find a 'hidey-hole' to crawl into, to find some time to reboot, to recharge. She and Becks' had the 'BIG TALK' with Jean and, as Tess had correctly surmised, Becks agreed that neither of them had any moral high ground to stand on, no r...
Authors note: This story is set against the backdrop of World War II. It was a pleasure to research and write, but the background is rather dark. In striving for realism and factual depictions I tried to bring home to the reader some of the harsh realities of war, as such this story may not be enjoyable for many readers and is a little longer than many. I fe...
As Jessica Harris walked through the doors of the airport she felt the cool breeze whisk across her face. It blew through her long blonde hair, making it get into her eyes. As she put a few strands behind her ear she took a deep breath and smiled, she was finally home. Jess had spent the last 6 years in the Army and the last 9 months of that she spent overse...
*** This series was awarded Best Lesbian Story, as well as Most Literary/Genre Transcending Story in the 2019 Reader's Choice Awards. Thank you to all who voted. *** Welcome friend, to Chapter Three. If you haven't read Chapters One and Two, you'll be lost. I mean, really lost. Friends don't let friends be lost. As usual, I've updated the Spotify playlist...
Introduction: In the mid 1960s, the United States was mired in the hell that was the Vietnam War. The society was in upheaval, the generation of love was exploring new boundaries as one era was passing into the next. Same gender love was gaining acceptance in a few of the larger cities, but in most places it was still forced into hiding. With the cultural re...
Monday Evening, June 10, 1967 Lisa: A Storm Blows Into Our Lives The last two weeks of the semester are only for finals and thankfully my last one is on a Monday afternoon! I'm confident of making good grades in all of my classes, I'm just tired and ready for a break. Hurrying home late in the evening I feel my excitement building, eager to celebrate the...
Author's Note When I wrote The Rescue of Princess Lingonberry I had no idea it would be so well received. Usually what I find to be humorous tends to flop on this site. But to my amazement it's actually proving to be a rather popular fairy tale and a few people have even asked for a sequel. At first I struggled with the idea, thinking it would end up bei...
Estragon was the copy editor for this years ago but I have made some changes so please do not blame him if there are mistakes. ***** Sinking down by the fireside in an exhausted daze, I look out across the camp in wonder. A week ago the enemy army that had us nearly beaten suddenly turned into a mass of confused, walking wounded when Dragon took the Demon'...
THE WOMAN ACROSS THE ROAD Seeing as many of us are quarantined, (including myself) I've been able to sit at home and write to my heart's content. I hope you are all doing well and getting by as best you can, and without further do let's get on with the story. This one is set in Melbourne in the present day and the character Stella who is mentioned is the sa...
Field Survey: Onion Creek Crossing, Montana Copyright 2015, 2020 Lisa Summers All characters depicted in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters in this story are over 18 years of age. Chapter 1 Internet News Report, September 30, 2010 Turkey conducted war games with China, news...