Welcome back! I have made up a chart for Who's Who in TRC! More info on that is on my Bio page along with progress and chapter updates if anyone is interested. For those of you reading The Runesmith Chronicles for the first time I recommend going back and starting with the first book The Runesmith Chronicles (it's actually Oni and the Farmer but it's too...
At age thirty-four my life, including my sex life, was over-due for a major overhaul. I had been successful in my career as an accountant and I had a new exciting job with the Department of State. Henceforth, I would work in American embassies in foreign countries and I looked forward to travel and adventure in my new life. Romantically speaking I was nowh...
"Olivia! Lady O! As in Oh my god!" Says one of the guys from behind a grimy looking mustache. "I bet you make some lucky bastard feel really good!" His buddy empties more money out of his wallet, throws it on my feet and says, "Yeah, or really miserable!" That was the first time I smiled that night. A bug-eyed weasel wags a dollar bill in front of me. Gracio...
"Hey little brother, this is a good thing. We are starting a new life in West Liberty. Don't feel bad about the broken cup in the kitchen. The doctor said it would take time... months or a year... for both of us." Sandra, the blond around twenty years old, put her arms around Randalf, the slightly younger looking, black hair man. She snuggled her chest arou...
A romantic thriller, with a twist, this story is about Chris and Laura and the ups and downs of their love. It has a small amount of violent domestic cruelty, but I hope done in a tasteful and thoughtful way. Can Laura escape her marriage and start a life with Chris? Read on and find out. * The weekend came and went; Laura divided her time between the ho...
Today I found a grey eye lash. No crisis, no world changing event, just a single, tiny lash devoid of colour. I guess that means I'm getting old. Not that getting old ever held any fear for me. Somehow, I always imagined that I would one day wake up and feel old *and* grown up. Almost like a magical graduation ceremony had taken place during the night and...
There were no lift lines – it was simply too cold out for most people. Too cold to even think about getting out of a warm bed to go out and ski, especially when the wind was howling and a new storm was barreling in, especially when that bed was so nice and warm and your thigh muscles were still burning from skiing the day before. But even so, when all was...
Jessie waved at Andy and her new sister-in-law as they rode away in the flower-decked cart, and she found herself trying not to think about the men at her elbows. Jessie hadn't ever been exactly overburdened when it came to male companionship. Booger barely counted, and they'd been divorced for over a year — all but for forever before that — and besides him....
"What's that?" Brandon pointed across the attic at something that looked like a human figure, draped in a white dustcloth. "Creepy." Pete looked up from the cardboard box he was pawing through. "That's the old sitter-bot." "Shit! You guys are rich! You've got a sitter-bot? That you don't even use? Does it work?" "Yeah, it works. We're not that rich. Dad g...
(This story is both a companion piece and a sequel to "My War" by LeapYearGuy and is written with his permission. My thanks to him for very graciously allowing me to use his characters from his moving and poignant story. Although the original story is somewhat covered by PFC Kent, the original should definitely be read to get an understanding of the characte...