Most of humanity goes around on their day to day lives. They work, they pay their taxes, and every once and while they vote for people who they think will make a difference. Of course, some theorists believe that there is a hidden world that they cannot see. Far from being insane, these people know the truth... just not all of it. The true elite of the world...
Howdy, folks. How are you doing? My name is Patrick John Hadelson. I am a six-foot-two, good-looking ( and I do say so) black man in his early twenties. I'm an Aquarius, and I am also a registered democrat. Oh, and I'm bisexual. Myra, my dear lady knows about it and she's cool, as long as I'm faithful to her. Which I am. She's the love of my life. I live in...
Hans swore at how slowly the line was moving. He was about to decide to try to force his way in when his cell phone rang. "We're on our way." Patrick said and then hung up. While he waited, he thought about Barb and his responsibility to her. Yes, he was obligated to protect her but he wasn't obligated to love her. No, he had no real choice in who his mate...
"LEON!" "Mary! Mary, calm down!" Mary Ann opened her eyes and looked around, her entire body shaking with memory. The rich surroundings were unfamiliar but the handsome features poised above her were warm and comforting. "You're safe. You're safe now, baby." She met Leon's soft eyes and pushed herself up, trying to remember what had happened. "Leon?" "Yes...
Tianna's mind was reeling when she set the phone back in its cradle. Her father knew. He knew and he was in on it. He wanted her to stay at Greystone manor with this bunch of psychopaths. She roughly smoothed her still damp hair back from her face, fighting the panic that threatened to rattle her. Dominic didn't dictate to her often and he rarely gave her...
Entered in the Winter Wonderland series WHO SHOT FATHER CHRISTMAS? A FESTIVE FARCE Manny Bertoni was suffering from a heavy head cold and his glowing mercury-red nose was becoming very sore and tender to the touch from his continual wiping with an increasingly wet and rough cotton handkerchief. He hated winter weather with a vengeance, a word which was ent...
My name is John Thorne and I am a rather adventurous kind of guy. I've always been that way. I was born in Iowa in 1977. My father, Louis Thorne was a prominent district attorney, then he became a Supreme Court Judge. My mother, Elisabeth Anderson Thorne was a model who eventually broke into acting and starred on a popular TV show, making millions. I grew up...
Thorne stood at the bar watching the dance floor while Billings, Allen's replacement stood at his side like a puppy waiting for his next command. "Go get a case of Merlot." Thorne said wanting to be rid of the vampire. He watched Billings rush off and shook his head. He had to find another replacement and soon. Allen had been a pain in the ass, but he did...
My name is Francesca Hardy and I live with my twin sister Bella in Milan. My mother separated from my English father Joe more than 30 years ago shortly after we were born and settled back in Manchester where he married again. We hardly wrote to Dad but we knew that he had remarried shortly after the divorce and had children from his new wife. Both Bella and...
Zane stormed into his hotel room. The meeting with his biggest client yet wasn't going well and he was pissed. This was the deal he had to close to finally lock in his promotion he was promised three months earlier, and had been working on for the last year. He had put more energy into earning this promotion since he met Bella and her two children. Though he...