The beating of the music pounded in time with my heart. I couldn't tell you who was playing. Some young rock group, pouring their hearts into music that no one was really paying much attention to. The smoke from cigarettes, legal and not so legal filled my nostrils and clouded my vision. It was your typical crowded bar scene. Loud and annoying, the perfect p...
Writer's Note: CONVERSATIONS WITH A MAGE parallels the CARTER BROTHERS series. Pat DeVallera has retired from the New Orleans Police Department and convinced Lucius Carter and Lucius' wife Astrid to tell him the truth about the magic and supernatural events that surrounded the Carters in the Twentieth Century. Events in this story follow those in MAGE AND...
My thanks to mikothebaby for giving up her time to edit for me once more :-) Enjoy! * Mackenzie watched the woman step forward, his dark gaze analysing the way she appeared to flow across the ground. Toned muscles rippled with strength, her movements fluid and graceful. He felt need claw at his gut, hard and relentless as he imagined other situations a b...
Tavish did his best to accept the reality of the events that had transpired in centuries past and agreed Garreth and Arabella had produced a child together. Tom looked at Argus and then to his uncle, before speaking. "Uncle Stuart, does this mean that you and Argus are related then?" "So it would seem, Tom. I'll ha'e tae go through the lineage wi' him and...
2 - Push It: "Y'all are sure that this is OK babe?" It was the millionth time since the train had left Euston Mack had asked me THAT question. "Yes," I sounded a wee bit snippy. I regretted it at once. To make amends I reached across the table's scratched Formica and took her hands in mine. "All it is, is you spending a couple of weeks at my place. I mean,...
Argus was getting anxious to get back into the story telling, seeing so much attention being given over to the Hand-fasting. He nudged Stuart to get his attention from Tavish. "Stuart, can we get back tae the telling, noo. We'll be here all night talking of this ceremony and I ha'e something tae add, before we go any further and get things fouled up. Ye did...
I remember it as being one of 'those' weeks. Sunday was my twenty-second birthday and my mother took me to lunch at The Connaught. On such occasions, my mother likes to take charge. I think that the elderly couple at the next table thought that I was her Toy Boy. Oh well, if it brightened up their outing. On Monday I got a call from the editor of First Tho...
Once more real life got in the way of posting up the final chapters of Hearts. I had to prioritise the rewrite of FTI to meet a publishing submission deadline that came up unexpectedly (Wish me luck LOL). It's all done now so here is the penultimate chapter of Hearts. I will be submitting the final chapter this weekend so it should post up a few days after...
Part 16: Crystal becomes a house slave Crystal's sixth morning as a training slave found Devon at his desk as the phone rang. Answering it, he found Dominique on the line. "Good morning Dominique." "Devon, two things this morning. Are you planning on heading to town soon? The people would like to see the grand trainer himself." "I do plan on doing that, t...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story was inspired by all the Black Friday ads for holiday deals on electronic appliances. My thanks to Ephesus14 for his help with a final read-through and edit. Enjoy! ***** "And, so," Herb Maston said in closing out his speech, introducing the new automated home personal assistant product line, "in honor of, and in memory of, the l...