Smokey Saga #60: "A Night At Millicent's" ***** Sixty! Another Smokey milestone. Enjoy, bibliophiles, this one's for you! Forgive me if I left out anyone's preferred sections laying out this little shop of wonders. This story is dedicated to you, Reader—yes, you; you rock!—and also to any British fans I may have, in particular. This story highlights my Ang...
14. Phoebe was still there in my arms when morning came. Not that morning was much to speak of; it was grey and cold, rain drumming on the roof of her little flat, staying-in-bed weather. I felt her wake, and as she snuggled back against my chest I murmured "So, what do you have on today, love?" She yawned and stretched, then giggled as I reached around a...
This is a continuation of my story Herta Wolfsfriend, which should be read first. Apologies if I've made any errors in depicting Norse or Saami cultures. This historical romance draws from Maria Kvilhaug's Blade Honer novels, as well as Nils Gaup's excellent film The Pathfinder (1987). The central idea, a strong BBW Norsewoman with three adoring younger wive...
"Skip"/"Skippy" is slang for Anglo-Australians, used mostly by Australians of Mediterranean background. Greek Orthodox Christianity uses the Julian calendar for calculating Easter dates, which means it often falls later than the Western dates. * Even with the Redmond Barry deadline behind us, the next few weeks were hectic at work. The market had picked u...
Part 3 (trouble comes to paradise) To all those who are about to read this and haven't already read part 1 and 2: stories are always better if you start at the beginning. ;) Hint hint. At all the others: welcome back, I've missed you. :) Chapter 11 Eventually I got to meet Rebecca's friends that weekend any way. We were showing each other our favo...
I never imagined myself being as outgoing as I was last Friday night. In fact, many will tell you that I lead a rather dull life. Oh, I have friends, lots of them. But when we hang out I am usually the last one on the dance floor and the first one to sit back down. I must admit, reading my own description of my social life makes me want to fall asleep. "Co...
Wendy woke up the next morning. Her blonde hair was in disarray. While going through her usual morning routine, she tried recalling the details of last night's dream but had difficulty doing so. All she could remember were vague images of herself and Sarah holding hands and dancing together in some strange place. Unexpectedly, her attempts at recalling the d...
Smokey Saga #52: "Through Thick And Thin" ***** This story started out a little different, transforming along the way into its final form here. Which isn't to say it's not good; I'm quite pleased with how it all came together. It turned out actually pretty similar to "Costly Confusion" (the sequel to "Give Me A Little Credit Here"). This is like that story...
I stood in the small village shop thumbing through the sparse selection of magazines that far from covered the shelves, vainly attempting to find something that might help to keep me entertained for the evening. It was still a few days until my pay day and I found myself in my usual position of being rather short of funds until my pay cheque arrived. I could...
This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. ____________________________ Amy gasped, again...