Wooldridge markets mystified Amy; her Mother used to take her there every weekend, now Amy visited a couple of times a year. When Amy was a child, visiting the markets was like an excursion to the circus, the stall holders all seemed descendants of Gypsies with scruffy hair, earrings of all shapes and sizes dangling from their ears and bright and wonderful c...
Argus looked at the guests and raised his hands, motioning for them to calm themselves. He could see they were still upset over what he had just told them. "Okay, okay, ye's can all hang me up and flog me fer telling such a horrid thing as that and breaking my promise, but noo ye's know why things had tae change. Like I said, yer glad they things don'ne ha...
There is more than one genre that this tale would fit into. I chose novels and novellas because the real story is about people, their interaction with each other and their lives and times. Thanks for taking the time to read my work. As usual constructive comments and emails are much appreciated and welcome. ******************** James Ambrose Randal was t...
Cloud stood in the kitchen the next morning, her hair pulled back in a loose ponytail. Strands of hair had managed to escape their restraint during her early morning jog and they framed her face as she watched the sausages she was making for her husband sizzle in the pan. Kira walked into the kitchen with a yawn, “Too early…” She plopped down into a chair....
Chapter 48 At an Officers Call back at the Crater, David addressed them. "Well gentlemen, we have done as much as we can to prepare. We hold strong positions, in that the enemy will find it difficult to climb the flood banks in front of them. Our only weakness is if they get behind us. Their artillery could be a problem but if they are like the needle gu...
Author's note: Hey guys! This is my second chapter of "The Shaman Chronicles" and I just wanted to tell you some things. I REALLY appreciate the feedback! And I WILL try to write longer chapters, starting with this one. It will be hard for me since my exams are due in the few months. Still you're positive feedback more or less made my whole week, so keep doi...
In the morning, she woke up wedged under Elunara. She tried to figure out how to get out without waking her, but Elunara stretched. "Sorry, you were crying." "I... I was?" Susan blinked. "Yeah." Elunara continued to stretch. "Sorry, Tulani used to have vicious nightmares, and now it's just automatic reaction." "You both rolled out of my reach." Grogek...
I'm running as fast as I can while completely naked. Trying to avoid branches that scratch my flesh, rocks that cut my feet as well as the sadistic captors who are hunting us. I crouch behind a large boulder to catch my breath as I hear voices in the distance. I don't dare look in that direction as I already know what has happened. Another one of us has been...
1. The Ranch Mark Phoenix didn't believe in fate, but recent events had started him thinking maybe there was something to all this fate mumbo jumbo? It was 6am on a cool Saturday morning in October, when Mark woke up from a deep and peaceful sleep. No alarm clocks were needed, after many years of owning his own business and then the past couple of years wo...
Something Wicked An offer to stay at Angie's family getaway cottage in Maine had Ingrid on the road and nearing her destination. She hoped that the turning of the seasons would give her a new perspective and inspiration for her paintings. The cottage was near Seboeis, a little town in Penobscot County, overlooking Seboeis Lake. It was only an hour or so fro...