Most of us think that Monsters have nothing to fear and Magical Beings have life easy. But as this story shows, that is not necessarily true. In fact, the Monsters and Magical Beings have been called together to address a great problem that has been afflicting them all. I invite you to eavesdrop on that magical meeting... and perhaps to wonder how I know of...
Als Natalie die Stufen hinauf ging war sie so müde das sie kaum noch einen klaren Gedanken fassen konnte. Sie fror leicht und schwitzte doch zur selben Zeit. Nach einem 12stündigen Flug und einer zweistündigen Fahrt durch die Stadt, nach Monaten in Europa, war sie jetzt endlich wieder daheim. Zuhause in ihrer Wohnung. Sie war glücklich darüber. Es war Zeit a...
Arriving at the Regency Building, just off I-69, on the northeast side of Indianapolis, I checked my watch before exiting the car. "7:20, same as yesterday." I thought to myself. "I can't believe how regimented my life has become." Grabbing my purse and tan leather attaché, I strode briskly towards the front of the four-story building. Constructed of poure...
Leaving Gary lying in the courthouse parking lot with his mother hovering over him, I drove back to my apartment for peace and solitude. I should have felt happiness but instead, I felt just the opposite. Seeking a way to rid myself of the deep depression, I drank the only bottle of Scotch I had, downing it straight from the bottle. It relieved my tensions...
Event: Judo The sound coming from the other side of the door was unmistakable. Snoopy smiled in recognition of creaking floorboards, hushed giggles, moans and the strained voice of Dirtylover, the one man coaching/training/sparring staff behind the unexpected success of Honey in the Lit-Olympics judo tournament. SnoopDog knew he had to keep quiet on his s...
This story is best read after A Montauk Horror and possibly before A Montauk Mensch, but I believe they can all stand on their own. The parts about L Ron Hubbard and Parsons' relationship and attempted magical rites are based on fact. Look into it. It's a crazy story. ***** Aberrant Weather June 17, 1952 Pasadena, California, USA "Damned sheep is what...
Prologue: Ashes Flames licked at the ceiling, the thick smoke burning her throat. Can't stop now... Faith crawled onward, fumbling blindly on the ground as the smoke poured through the cracks in her eyepieces. "Gordon!" she cried, breathing heavily as the pain in her thigh intensified. The temptation to pull out the piece of shrapnel picked away at her eve...
* The second in what is now the series I named Adventures of Henrick and Theresa. The idea for this one and their third adventure came right after I finished the draft of the first story, Henrick and the Ghost Maid. * 01 - Prey and Hunters Henrick rolled a rubbery ball made from a tropical plant's sap in his fingers, one of several substances he found me...
Disclaimer: This story contains one NSFW illustration. It’s the very first thing you’ll see if you scroll down. Ignoring this disclaimer may lead to promotions. * * * * * * "A kingdom that has once been destroyed can never come again into being, nor can the dead ever be brought back to life." -Sun Tzu * It wasn't much of a trial. No one made a...
Saturday She knocked on the door of his suite at ten of eight, and he let her in. "I'm a little early," she said. "Traffic was so light! I can't remember the last time I was out and about this early on a Saturday morning." She had a small overnight bag in one hand and a hanging garment bag with a dress in it slung over her shoulder. He took them and hung t...