Put down those torches and pitchforks folks, I've seen the light!! Last month, I posted a Legends Day piece called "Beyond a Shadow." That led all four of my regular readers to tell me that they expect happy endings. Fortunately, my buddy Rick, who is now going under the handle "Blue Devil" (something to do with basketball and the Research Triangle, not Sa...
I would like to acknowledge a friend of mine and a national published author, for encouraging me to write stories. He did ask me to not mention his name. I value his friendship more than any other person I know. I think he will encourage me to continue merely so I can get more experience. Thanks Doc. Also, Thanks to Oldnakeddad for his assistance in editing...
Bella stood with her spear poised and ready. The cruel bronze tip gleamed half a metre in front of her eyes; the smooth wooden shaft felt perfectly balanced in her hand. Arrek had taught her how to handle a spear. The memory of his lessons slipped vividly into her mind, almost as clearly as though he were once again standing just behind her. She could imagi...
Nine year old Ian Cale was about to die. The monster that had just butchered his sister turned its wild gaze on him and growled threateningly, displaying row after row of yellowish fangs stained red with blood. Its gore-spattered fur gleamed in the light of the campfire as it took a menacing step towards him, then another. Yes, Ian was about to die. The mon...
The Ship I suppose we should start with my old Earth name, it was Leon Blackthorn by the way. I've always been fascinated with space. Where we've been in it, where I hope we will go one day. The limitless potential of limitless galaxies was something I could get behind. It was the none-to-distant future and the United States space program was a distant memo...
*Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* ***** *Warfare is a matter of resources, intelligence and timing* (THE PRINCE AND HIS COUNSELOR) "Two more hunter groups have arrived since sunset," Armand crowed. "That brings my strike force talent over 100." "One hundred what?" Salvador...
E&E The story continues. Lt. General Isaiah McDermott, USMC, Ret. looked in the side rear view mirror of the motor home as they pulled away from the saluting sentry at the gate of Marine Corps Air Station, Cherry Point, North Carolina. He knew this could be the last salute he might ever receive. He had given and received thousands of them during his thirt...
To the reader: This story could have been submitted under a couple different categories but my editor suggested Interracial Love. I tend to go along with those suggestions. My editor also said it might be a bit controversial. I hope so. Thanks jo for doing the hard work of editing and making everything better. Day 1 "Tony wake up, I think my water just b...
Author's note: This story is the third in my "Cheaters in" series. The first was Cheaters in Space. Cheaters in Time was the second. My point in doing this series is to occasionally explore the concept of infidelity during different periods in time as opposed to the typical "I came home from work and there was a strange car in my driveway, so I got a PI" sce...
Dear Reader, thank you so much for reading this story. It has taken nearly a year of my writing life to get the whole thing finished. This is Chapter 12 of 14 chapters and the total is over 250,000 words. It is my Dirk Diggler/Jack Horner act of hubris: my attempt to write an erotic adventure story that pulls you in with a story you want to read, even when t...