Witches and wizards never die. They are here now and are here to stay. ...And so is Satan. Warlocks, Wizards, and Sorcerers #1, 2, and 3 Taking this naming of witches a step further, in the way that woman can be witches, men can be warlocks, wizards, and sorcerers. How else can one explain the explosive success of Simon Cowell, Ryan Seacrest, and Randy Ja...
Resplendent under the morning sun, the river house was warm and inviting. It had been a while since Angela was last here. She had decided not to bring the dogs this time. Didn't want to be cleaning mud off the floor for the third time over. Settling her bags down in the kitchen, she hummed merrily to herself as she got all her goods squared away and set th...
I apologise for the length of this story, it started quite short but over the last year I have been adding and editing it and its grown quite considerably. Please save it to your favourites so that you can go back to it if you don't get to finish it all in one go. Please let me know what you think by voting on it and leaving comments for me and other reader...
Edited by A+ Editor Girl (Thanks!) Sadie Mae was washing dishes when she caught sight of something in the woods, down past the old Buick Uncle Bud had dumped back in '46. She dried her hands as she went outside for a better look. The woods were oak and walnut and even a few chestnuts. Most all were over a hundred feet tall. Around her trailer, thick u...
Edmund Thackery stepped from his carriage and motioned for the horseman to move along to the stable. He was pleased to see the front door of his London residence on Hayden Street. It had been a madhouse in Parliament that day and he was glad to be home. It was a bad year to serve in the House of Lords. 1775 was coming to a miserable close and 1776 didn't see...
It was an ordinary night for Issabella. A shot of espresso, green face paint, lace bra, panties and the little black purse of exorcism to-go. The Thompson house on North Orchard, another demon, another job. Issabella was no ordinary woman, she was a demon huntress. She knew all their tricks, at least most of them. Catching a low-level Fallen was easy. Truth...
Delicious evening to stroll the beach. Which lay at the end of a private boardwalk across the dunes and through a coded security gate... But Pascal had no interest. A martini by the pool. That's where he was headed, after driving through the (also coded) security entrance and parking the Porche. Headed around back of the "cottage," as they called 26-room be...
Welcome to the fantasy world of Absoterra! It technically began with my story, "Erotic Dungeon Crawl," but didn't become a full blown world until my largest story, "A New World! Your Party of Hopeless Hotties". The more I wrote the latter, the more I wanted to flesh out the world, but there's only so much you can see when you read the sto...
....with apologies to Raymond Chandler and Mickey Spillane. "Ohhhhhh yesssss...right there Sam! Oh yeah, baby! Keep doing it just like that!" In the fiercely competitive world of private investigations, no matter what the situation, there are two kinds of guys - the quick and the dead. Quick to seize the initiative, quick to recognize danger, quick to see...
Have you ever met the Devil? It's a completely serious question. I wouldn't joke around about something like that. So, have you? Have you ever met the Devil himself face to face? Well, I have so let me tell you all about it. I met the Devil in July of '99. I met him a couple hundred yards from my house where three old logging roads converge and a bubbling c...