The BodyGuard Book 2 The Retribution BodyGuard Trilogy Series Copyright 2019 © Red Tempest All rights reserved This book and or any portion of this book may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the copyright owner. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the...
The blind shall lead the halt. No, wait... I GREW UP IN half a dozen rundown trailer parks around Shiner and Sweet Home, Texas. My folks were killed by a drunk driver when I was nine; unfortunately, the drunk driver was my father. Their estate consisted of a maxed-out MasterCard and a drawerful of unpaid bills, later joined by vaguely threatening letters fr...
Your mind is your arsenal, fortress, and armory. Your words are potential weapons you give to your enemies to assault the citadel of your soul. To PokingFun and Talenwolf for the editing help. Also, for all those who helped with the creative process of this story. My weary mind cannot put a name to you all. We share a darkness, a confusion with the injustic...
***** Author's Notes: In these stories I'm attempting something somewhat new, darker, grittier, and going a little bit further down the proverbial rabbit hole than I've gone before. I'm putting all of the tag/trigger warnings (that I can think of) here in the beginning so that you can see some of the elements that are contained in this story so that if this...
Trish lived a little over an hour away from the mountains, some of the most beautiful in the world, in many people's opinion, but she practically never got out to them. She was busy with school, work and a full fitness regime. Yet she yearned to go out and climb in them. A very athletic woman Trish loved the idea of pitting herself against the natural sple...
Copyright Oggbashan September 2016 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This is a Halloween fantasy with femdom. Ruritania is the fict...
Her skin was on fire. Lauren Laframboise was aware of her surroundings. She was aware of being partially led, partially carried through the swinging doors of the emergency room. She was aware that her two companions, Dan Baldwin and Ginger Gold, were both panicking perhaps even more than she was, herself. Ginger's shouts for help registered somewhere in La...
This is a long chapter because lots of things happened! The morning came and I was up with the dawn. I really can't say why except that maybe I was ready to seize the day. I put up coffee and took Santo out. He was pretty frisky on this dreary morning. Rain seemed to be coming in from the south and the clouds looked black and ominous. Fortunately, they were...
I extend a happy haunted Halloween to all. AGENT OF STALK IN L.A is the prequel to AGENT OF STALK IN PRAGUE. Whatever order you choose to read them in, both stories are self-contained, neither betrays the secrets of its sister tale, but I wrote the L.A. story second. PRAGUE was narrated from Clive Mercer's hardbitten point of view, but in L.A. I wanted Mer...
"Don't go down this block," Major Wood commented, nodding to his left "it goes past the Russian embassy, they record everything." It was a good thing the top brass was giving the Major a few days to show me the ropes before I replaced him on this assignment; we weren't even half through our patrol yet, and there had to be a dozen places I had to know to avoi...