Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends. Okay, I've always wanted to say that. Before we get started let's get a few things out of the way. First off I really have to say thanks to all of you. Over the past two weeks I've gotten so many letters of encouragement and support that have helped me with my editing problems more than any of you could ev...
Christmas melted into New Years along with the snow which had kept them happily occupied for almost two weeks. New Years Eve dawned with grey ominous clouds, but it was too warm to snow. "I guess it means school on Monday Lizzy said soberly to Kristen. Most of the sparkle of the season had disappeared with the snow. "Yeah, winter," Kristen said sourly. Wint...
SUNDAY, AUGUST 21: 0645 Dan wakes early to find Marie stretched out half on top of him with her leg over his. He thinks to himself she has placed herself in position to immediately take advantage of anything that might come up. He grins at the idea and in his mind's eye he sees the last time it came up to be framed by a pretty mouth. He sees her again as sh...
A Sweet Young Girl, a battle-hardened Space Marine, a meeting in a Club, and you all know the Story… * © 2020 Chloe Tzang. All rights reserved. The author asserts a moral right to be identified as the author of this story, although she's really not sure she wants to admit to that. The following is a work of fiction. All characters are fictional. So far....
In loving memory of Grace. Gone too soon, but not forgotten. ~~~~~~~ "That's terrible." "Yeah." Claire nodded, taking a sip of her whisky. She'd already downed three more before that, trying to forget that she was single again. Had been for the last week or so, when she'd packed her stuff and left, no clue where to find a place to stay at two in the night...
Welcome, dear reader, to my latest story. This is a romance -- or rather it is two romances because I wanted to try and tell a story from two separate characters' individual points of view. This means three things. Firstly, there is, in places, a degree of repetition as each character tells their own versions of events. Secondly, that the story is rather l...
Author's notes I have been contacted on many occasions by readers asking me to write about particular scenarios they've had in mind and add them into some of my multi-part stories. These I have so far resisted as their ideas usually take my characters into an area I don't envisage them in. I have also been contacted a few times with complete story ideas. Ag...
Maria Hernandez walked into her grandfather's old cabin. She sighed and took her coat off. She started looking for someplace to put it, but soon frowned. The rickety, old furniture her grandfather had built along with the cabin was not where it should be. I turned on the light. She flinched. My revolver was trained on her. "I hope you don't mind, but I dus...
The Good, The Bad, and the Horny ----- Awake ----- She floated to consciousness, and gradually took in her surroundings. It was dim, yet had the feeling of a large space. From a distance, she thought she heard the flutter of wings. She remembered falling. And then, nothing. Nothing before, nothing after. Nothing. Until now. In this place. The thought f...
Chapter 1: Just a Matter of Public Policy "Hey Jack, you see we got the fiery dyke back again for another week," I heard the voice behind me and knew without looking it was the sweaty guy from the local paper with the big gut and the comb over. I could just sense the way he was sprawled out in the press room, his sweaty arms hung over the chairs on either s...