You look out the window at the swirling snow. It’s not the best time to be traveling through a remote mountain pass, but you are comfortable on the warm luxury bus. Outside the wind howls and you can barely see. There is a enormous thud sound and you are nearly thrown from your seat. “Cazzo! Cazzo! Cazzo!” The bus is stopped and the engine sputters. You catc...
Westfall was a land of brown. Romantic farmers often claimed it was a land of gold, but really it was a land of brown. All overpowering brown from the crops that farmers forced out of the ground. The thing about Westfall was that it wasn't even the most fertile of Stormwind's provinces. That title went squarely to the Elwynn Forest. However, Westfall still p...
Who’s the Boss? We were surprised to receive a present from Christopher Jones’ company. We don’t buy in quantity from him because we are UK agents for several US stores. We buy bespoke dresses and suits to the US customer’s measurements and often to her own designs or for a designer employed by her. I suppose we pay for the quality of their products. Bespok...
Åsvald the bookswain led a rather dull life. He awoke every day at dawn, at the call of the town crier, ate a breakfast of barley bread with butter, beans, and bacon, and then trudged down the lane, sometimes through rain and snow and hail, to his master's bookshop. There, he would sort books, shelve books, buy books, and sell books. And that was it. All da...
CHAPTER 1 I was thirteen when I got what Mama called the curse. I had been warned, but the blood frightened me. She hugged me and kissed me and cried. "You're a woman now," she said. "Everything will be different. You must be so careful, especially with men." I had to dress differently, like Mama did. My hair had to be covered at all times out of the hous...
I would like to tell my readers that those searching for quick, fast and furious action will probably be better off looking elsewhere but I hope that those who want to read a good story will find this one rewarding. Conversations that took place in Hindi are recorded in italics followed immediately with an English translation. Those familiar with Hindi may...
"Oh Tiresias, the blind Greek prophet of Thebes, who possessed clairvoyant abilities and who turned into a woman for several years, who was condemned to Hyades with his head turned backwards. Could you not have foreseen the calamity I befell? Or were you contempt that I would join you in the state of delirium. How foolish was I, not to believe Cassandra, who...
He was asleep again. Shireen Nazarova put her book of Farsi poems on the floor and looked to the bed, where he lay. Darkness covered the window in the tiny room, and beyond it, crisp winter air, fields of snow and ice, rocky summits rising like ramparts into a moonless sky. The only light came from the bedside lamp, which cast an amber glow onto his face. S...
Fatima paced anxiously in the living room waiting for Irfaan to pick her up for gym. This was all his idea. He'd ended up being the same stranger from the park. She couldn't believe her handsome stranger had turned out to be the same guy she was supposed to meet as a marriage proposition. Her father's business partner had wanted Fatima and his son to meet ea...
Salam (Hello), my name is Shahnaz Tabrizi a.k.a. dokhtar dewane (Crazy girl), I am your eyes and ears into Tehran's party and sex orgies underworld. On this blog, I am your navigator into a world of intrigue, betrayal, lust and power. With my fair skin, yellowish-blonde hair, big hazel eyes, slender frame and round butt, I am a popular party girl, but I refu...