Hello everyone, Sorry for the delay but I am busy working on an upcoming chapter that is change from the original story. I believe the change works better to unraveling the characters. There is more work to do but I think the foundation down. My thanks to everyone for reading and commenting both here on the site and by email. I appreciate them all and ho...
Copyright Pending ----------------------------------- Chapter 1 Mattei tapped his fingers against the chair impatiently and looked around at the other 30 or so men waiting with him. While most of them appeared to be around his age, 25, a few were graying and likely middle-aged. A few talked among themselves, but overall there was a quietness reflecting ev...
"All rise! This court is now in session. The Honorable Judge Susan Joyner presiding," the bailiff announced. "Please be seated," said the authentic looking brown-skinned woman who had upswept hair and wore a maroon robe. Looking around the sparsely populated room, the family court judge cleared her throat delicately. "First of all, Mr. Spencer the court tha...
Young Player's plan gets twisted Pursuer becomes the pursued All characters are over 18. Chapter 1 (no sexy bits) Tonya, I first saw her in the halls of high school three months before graduation. In vocational training I only attended until 12:30 each day, to me senior high was a necessary evil. I'm not a social butterfly, the quarterback of the footb...
AUTHOR'S NOTE I know I said that my next planned story would be a Reconciliation one, but the idea for Midas Touch grabbed me and wouldn't let go, so I went where the inspiration was. Greatest Gift Of All (the reconciliation story) is coming along and barring some disaster should be out prior to Christmas! Like my previous story, The Garden of Grace, M...
Hello, Jack Foster. I am your genie. Instead of staying the bland, unknown loser you've always been, you can be any one of these five people. I can do it for you. Just tell me what you want. One condition: I don't want you to waste this opportunity. So you've got a month to get laid. Good luck!What's next? Want to be a college professor What's next? Want...
Here's my new work, I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. Notice that this is a completely new work, with no relation at all with the previous one. Thanks to JC_the_Continuer for his editing and suggestions. About past events... I'm not going to allow my life be dictated by no one but myself. ********** Rich's right hand was pinn...
Foster Davis had been a widower for just over two years when his daughter and a friend were returning from a semester in France the week before Thanksgiving. Tall, forty-something and in good physical shape with a distinguished touch of gray at his temples and salted throughout his professorial beard, he was lonely for companionship he easily could have had...
Her finger lazily traced a peacock feather that ran down the length of Peki's back. Her eyes went to a pile of clothes that now laid on the ground. What a day they had she thought to herself as she remembered telling Peki they were going to go shopping. Peki was a bit excited and showed it by making them ride the elevator up and down 4 times. She could only...
Nadia Khan looked at the tall, dark and handsome African-American man who lay next to her. Hard to believe that a year ago, her husband Omar Jackson considered himself an atheist and a soldier of the United States of America. Now he was a practicing Muslim and a hard-working herdsman and farmer living in the woods outside Multan, one of the largest cities of...