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Well, what the hell happened? I had just awakened to find myself under dead bodies and with an amazingly painful headache. Before I panicked I saw that most of the blood covering me was theirs. I assumed that was also true of the bad smell. After a few moments I remembered running my sword through the body on top of me, in fact my hand still gripped my wea...
CHAPTER 1 Hard-faced commissioning editor Ruby Street looked at one of the publishing company's premier writers of soft romances that were laced with mild naughtiness. She smiled bleakly, thinking the success of this attempt to wrench Paris McCoy out of her comfortable rut to hit the bookshelves with a sexy sizzler were about as good as finding a hundred bu...
This is my entry in the "Highway Song" writing event. These are action/adventure/travel stories. There is much more to be told in this story, and I will add to it, as my time permits. Some chapters will be monster hunts, some will be advancing the plot. Thank you all for reading, Randi. Thanks to my team: Harddaysknight is my mentor and gives be critical re...
Note: This is a work of FICTION! Although the areas this story takes place in are real; all of the landscapes depicted, the people described, and everything else this story uses to make it enjoyable reading for you are NOT REAL. As you read this story, try to remember: THIS IS A NOVEL 70. Day Dreaming Stephano was sitting by Patty's side, when he felt a h...
Sorry I've been away for so long; a member of my family has been very ill. However, I'm back at home now, and I'll start cranking out more stories for you all to read as soon as possible. A very heartfelt thank you goes to all of you who have given me so much praise and insight. I want each and every one of to know that wherever you may go in life, my respec...
*Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* ***** So how did I get here: I'm Waylon Fielding. I'm married to Celine, the younger daughter of the wealthy and widowed Ms. Melissa Harmon. Rounding out the family tableau of in-Laws are Melisa's elder daughter, Kerry Tatum, and Sonny, Kerry...
"How long have you traveled to be here?" The princess asked quietly as she forced eye contact with Tarquin. Her face was still flushed, but she'd obviously regained some of her composure. "A month, give or take a day," Tarquin answered easily. He immediately found himself respecting the woman, and he knew how preposterous his request had been. He wondered...
I was bereft. Meg, my wife of 24 years, had died of cancer. At age 45, I found myself a widower. For weeks after the funeral I would come home from work and rattle around inside the big empty house and cry and feel sorry for myself. The kids would call once or twice a week, but they were grown and moved away and had their own lives. Their occasional calls st...
October 20, Tuesday evening "Why do I let him talk me into these things?" Jason told the man who looked back at him in the mirror. He shook a finger at him, "You're such a sucker, you fall for it every time.!" 'You need to get out there more, Jason.' John O'Donell had urged. "You'll never meet anyone stuck in your house night after night, Jason." Bill Walke...