The wheels on the Jaguar convertible squeal as you power through a tight curve in the road. The warm English air is rushing past your ears with a howl and down either side of the road the tall trees meld into a blurry green wall. Lara Croft is sitting in the passenger seat, long auburn hair is in a state of panic, blowing across her face and flowing over t...
Father Brown had nothing like the famous Chestertonian character. He was quite young yet, he was not an Englishman, and his face absolutely did not remind the Norfolk dumplings. If it remembered something, it was the wind and the sea of the Aran Islands. A place the priest-detective would have found uncomfortable, but he was nostalgic about it. Especially si...
CHAPTER EIGHT: Jennifer at home "I've spoken to Detective Webster at the end of last week and she's told me so little about you," Alicia Knight said to Tommy, "She didn't think it was a good idea for me coming to see you while you were still poorly but I so wanted to. I hope you don't think it too much of a cheek." "No, that's perfectly all right, Mrs Knig...
It is a dark and stormy night. Now, how often have you heard a story start out that way? However, it is true; this is one of those late autumn, or early winter, nights. The sun sets early. At the end of a work day people make their way home in near darkness. Dark, really dark, skies happen when the cloud cover is so dense none of the light, from whatever pha...
Hello, this is my first attempt and writing anything like this. Thank you for reading, and thank you for your feedback. * The two women had known each other since high school, which is why April's request for Megan, while extreme, was perfectly reasonable in this context. They had, after all, been through a lot together. During their senior year, when Meg...
F. Scott Fitzgerald once said ""The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposing ideas in mind at the same time and still retain the ability to function..." The eternal argument about open vs closed marriage; about sharing vs exclusivity is one where I honestly can see both sides. I'm no genius; my wife - and every one else - is very...
Chapter 1 A small advertisement in the high fashion magazine at the beauty salon where Arlene Cabot was having pedicure before eyebrow arching, caught the eye of the pampered 40-year-old fading beauty: Day/Evening companion for adventurous woman while hubby is exhausting himself on mini golf tour or trekking inland on manly pursuits. Confidentiality guar...
Sai: :Sai waking up: Oh god my muscles still hurt like hell. :Yawn: :Get’s up: I think I’m going to go for a walk since the girls are still asleep. Nuku Nuku: :Nuku Nuku wakes up: Hi PAPA-SAN! Sai: Ay! Jeez! :looks at Nuku Nuku: :Blushes: Sai: She really is cute and has that schoolgirl look. Yum.. What the hell am I saying? Nuku Nuku: Are you ok papa...
Hey, folks! Sorry for taking so long with the next chapter. Life happens and business before pleasure, right? I'll try to get the next chapter out quicker than this one but no promises. Thanks for reading. Love all the great comments you've left me. Thanks for your feedback! Enjoy! "And do you Miranda take this man, David, to be your lawfully wedded husband...
The New England region had finally escaped the harsh clutches of winter. The days were getting warmer and the sea grass was starting to reach for the heavens. The green and harvest gold willowy stalks danced on the soft sea breeze. The mummer cries of the gulls brought serenity and peace. The billowy clouds stood boldly in the rich deep blue skies. The famil...