Victoria sat at her bedroom window, her large green eyes fixed on the distant doors of the stables. Absentmindedly she twirled a strand of wavy auburn hair around her finger. At last there was movement and sitting up, she moved closer to the window, squinting to see better. Dawson was leading two horses out through the wide doorway. She watched as he expert...
Chapter 1: Stranger The stranger had tried to steel himself to the size of Riviera, or at least what its size had been a century. The first time he looked at the maps in Harmony's library he assumed the scale must be wrong. The elders assured him there was no error. Harmony, with all its outlying farms and valleys, would fit into Riviera's walled land a doz...
Of course that was against the law, but no-one would find out, they would take a comely wild youth from the back-streets of town, lock him up and tame him just enough to keep him interesting. Everything was in place in her attic, Cook didn't know, Dick wouldn't talk and wouldn't be believed anyway if he did, and Patrick and Guy were hers and hers alone. She...
Luria sensed something was wrong the moment she woke. She sat up in the bed, her hand going to her head as her vision blurred then doubled before righting itself. "Balor?" she called, softening the tone of her voice for even that made her head ache. When no answer was forthcoming, she swung her legs out of bed and sat on the edge. She was naked, her tunic o...
Chapter 7: A Horse of a Different Frequency The time Sue spent on the horse folded into an endless cycle ranging between mindless sensation and being uncomfortably bound, waiting for the slightest change in sensation. Not quite a pain or pleasure situation, but it may as well have been given the effect it was having on her. She was at the mercy of the machi...
Being a freelance photographer, I had many subjects that I photographed. I stumbled into taking photos of horses and riders quite by accident. I moved into a small town in a more rural part of Southern California. There were multiple ranches and orchards in the area. I went exploring to get the lay of the land and see if there was anything worth photographin...
It was late Saturday evening when J.D. and I pulled up in front of the barns at the Lazy K. We didn’t waste any time getting the horses unloaded. After walking them around to limber up their tired legs, we put them in adjoining stalls with plenty of water and feed. “She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” I commented to my grandfather, standing at Indian Summer’s stal...
This is a continuation of a story I started a long while back. You might want to go back and reread the first two installments. I have four more installments written. Randi edited this one and I'm hoping she'll edit the others as time permits. Enjoy ....................... Skunk sat back against the tree, looking down at the camp. Rocky had gradually gotte...
The nobleman cursed under his breath, feeling the heat of the flames closing in around them. Already the walls had caught. Flames licked hungrily up the wood panels. The ceiling creaked and groaned in protest, the beams crackling lively as the flames caught along their lengths Methaniel shoved the bloodied dagger into his belt, shouldered his traveling pack,...
After I wrote the original story, I received some comments and several emails that asked or suggested that I continue the adventures of Tyler Rawlings, his younger brother John and John's wife Molly. I just reread my tale and have decided that maybe those characters haven't completed their story. Because of the suggestions and because I wanted to write ano...