We all understand the impact of leadership on organizational dynamics and effectiveness. In a military unit in a war zone the impact can be more pronounced and more rapid. When I arrived in the RVN in the summer of 1969 I was assigned to an Assault Helicopter company commanded by a Major. A commander served for six months; in my one-year tour of duty I exp...
Thank you, everybody, for the comments! I loved them. I'm having a lot of fun with this story and I hope that you have fun reading it. ***************** Chapter 2 ***************** I really needed a mental health day. I was so tired; mentally, not physically...this time. Everything so far turned out to be a disaster and it was all my fault. Why couldn...
Author's Note: Again, no smut here, but it'll come! More importantly: This chapter includes some very serious topics. Please understand that while this will ultimately be a fun, racy fantasy, I take none of the real-world issues herein lightly. No disrespect is intended in any way. Chapter One: Valor January, 2009 Baghdad, Iraq "No, no, no, I joined up...
Orange moon above the hills behind the town, icicles decorating every tree and garden lattice, miniature snowdrifts in the ornate pathway down the hill from the Morrisons' house to the guest cottage where Maura had lately been banished, a dazzling cold white afterglow on every surface in the December night, the stray snowflakes dotting her coat and her hair,...
I'd rather have avoided being seen by the demonic duo, but Ginger, alas, had other ideas. She half-stood and waved at them. "Crap," I hissed. "Did you have to do that?" Dora's face clouded and she started stalking across the dining room toward our table. Calvin followed her at a slower pace. My fight or flight system began clamoring for me to get up and s...
Wendy Vierre looked at her first appointment for the day. Well, her only appointment for the day. Her first appointment for the month since she got her own practice, after getting fed up with her coworker's inability to experiment. They kept on using the same, tired methods even though they weren't working. They even had the nerve to accuse her of "tryi...
Jasper and Mary awoke abruptly, jarred from their slumber by pounding on the door. They leapt from the bed in panic, each rushing for their clothing. "Did somebody follow you?" Mary whispered fervently as she grabbed her nightdress and tugged it over her head. "No. I would have noticed." Jasper quickly slid his breeches on, following them with his boots....
Mia shivered as a gust of wintery air washed over her, ruffling her nightgown. The flagstones were cold against her bare feet. She stood, as instructed, in the bare stone corridor that led to the palace dungeons. She heard the heavy wooden door that had admitted the cold wind slam shut. At the end of the corridor, the Beastkin servant that kept the dungeon...
Reader's Note: Thanks for all of the feedback and comments! Please keep them coming! Leave your email in the feedback if you want me to respond. Please read the earlier chapters to catch up. I hope you guys enjoy! * Sleep didn't come easy after I was named the number one contender for The Little Terror's title. I spent a lot of the night trying to envisio...
Is there something wrong with me? Why do I feel like this? Every time I see a pretty gal walking by wearing a Hijab I get an instant boner. The name is Lucas Abdullah Wallace. I was born in the City of Odessa, Texas, to a Jamaican-American father and Lebanese Christian mother. My parents, Esther Abdullah and Luke Wallace met while at the University of Housto...