Note: This is my version of a story called "Civic Duty" that has been on the web for nearly as long as I've been writing. Unfortunately, the copy I have does not list an author or I'd give him credit for the inspiration. I've also lifted my personal prohibition against use of the "N" word after taking a poll on the E&I universe fan group with the vast majori...
Chapter 7 Trial Day 5 Your ideology is not how you can use your church to serve God, but how you can use God to serve your church. Janine emerged from the bedroom, bleary eyed and still half asleep to be greeted by freshly brewed coffee, toast and a choice of cereals. "Hmmm, this is nice. Thank you for last night, I just needed company, I'd almost forgott...
+++++ Redeemers of the Fallen +++++ The following is my entry for the 2019 Halloween Story Contest. This is of course the sequel to the First Place winner from the 2016 contest, Sisters of the Fallen. While not strictly necessary to enjoy this new tale, I highly encourage you to read "Sisters" first so the personalities, histories, and motivations of the pr...
Ben Kidder sat on his parents' couch and rubbed his brow in a vain effort to curb the headache he was suffering as a result of sleep deprivation and the emotional turmoil he had gone through that night. His other hand held his phone to his ear. On the other end of the line was his former slave girl, Krista. "Come again," he said. "Sir," Krista said, in a d...
CHAPTER 1 A COUNTRY BOY WILL SURVIVE BY SW MO HERMIT Lawrence Saunders opened his eyes but had yet to see anything when the pain hit. It was excruciating and he moaned while he tried to curl up in a tight ball. He felt hands pushing on his shoulders and heard a voice say, "Stop. Don't move or you'll tear out the stitches." His eyes began registering his...
Chapter 1 "Steve, is that really you?" I was sitting in a food court at a mall, working on the ever-present laptop, waiting for my son and almost daughter-in-law. Even though I hadn't heard that voice in almost fifteen years, I knew instantly who it was. Looking up, I smiled. "No Kara, it's someone else. What kind of a dumb statement was that?" She flin...
Hey everyone, As I said in my profile. I'll be posting all of my novels online because of these uncertain times. Afterall, a good book can take away a few hours of stress. So, I guess this is my contribution to helping you make it through the day. If you would like to support me the best thing you can do is STAY INSIDE. Seriously. Nothing would make me h...
This is my first submission here, though this story has been published elsewhere. It is first installment of a long series of erotic stories following the life and times of, Estefan Ernando, who will one day be the solar system's most-feared, master criminal. They have been taken out of their original formats and placed into chronological order. This is a de...
In his comments on my story 'A View from the Bottom' 'Oldmarriedtar' stated that there is no cure for depression, and I tend to agree with him. My personal experience with depression is that there are three avenues open, the first is the chemical approach and this may be necessary to stabilise the condition, but it is not a cure. The second and third can be...
Author's Note: If you haven't read the first two installments of this story, you will be severely confused. I dislike when writers rehash old topics and I promised myself I would never do it. Thank you, Paul. Your editing help and insight worked well with my ignorance. Chapter 1 - Teegan "Stop calling me ma'am," I told Jason. His military bearing did lit...