With his niece infected, Michael Lane had no choice but to call for help from his major competitor in the market Huebort. They have contacted their top expert and hunter from the east, Oliver Rosendale, a fifty-two-year-old legend in his field. Oliver stood in Michael's office as if he owned it, his knowing smirk was already grating on his nerves, and Michae...
Uhemer Kingdom's Heart Moriana set her blue eyes on the naked body of the old Master, who was screaming and sobbing. The wound between the leg of the man, hanging with his chained arms on the stone wall, remained red, even though he was no longer bleeding. A deep wound, extending from the right nipple to the belly, covered a large part of his body with a t...
I had only moved next door four months ago, but in an effort to fit in, I had hosted a get acquainted barbeque. Since the house I had bought came with both a heated full size pool and a hot tub, most of the guests either arrived in swim wear or had run home to change after we ate. The few reluctant ones had joked about how even the hot tub couldn't make them...
Back in 1969 Butch Oliver was a 52 year old ex-Marine who was a contradiction to the old saying, "you can't judge a book by its cover" because the grizzled trucker was usually every bit as cold and unforgiving as he looked. His former wife would have testified to that but not to his face, because while Butch wasn't violent he was a mean man who could wither...
I thought it was really weird when I received the random text from my step mother, even though I had known her for most of my adult life as my father's new wife we had never really been close. Hell, for that matter I had never really been close to my father either, he was always pulling long hours at the office when I was young, so he was never around. Nowad...
(This story precludes, developes, and introduces the characters of my recently published story, Spiraling Down the Funnel of Sin. But, for reasons I'd rather not get into, that one was accidentally published before this one. To all my fans. Thanks for reading......Love, Laurie.) Jennifer Gordon brushed her brown hair straight back and tied it into a ponytai...
Chloe Sullivan sat on a bale of hay inside the Kent farm stables and looked at Clark Kent after he uttered the words she knew would change their lives forever. She'd been in love with him for ages and thought she knew everything about him. Clark Kent was a tall, good-looking, black-haired and blue-eyed Caucasian male in his early twenties who was actually th...
While I did have plans to go beyond the initial chapter of Stuck this has grown into something more than I was expecting, after Somebody That I Used To Know I wanted to stay in the mindset of those characters but obviously avoid a lot of the hardships. Ironically this final chapter of Stuck is going to feature a lot of them with the aftermath of the car cras...
Copyright PennameWombat May 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual e...
Sophie blinked hard in an attempt to stop the impending tears. Walking alone back to the flat from the station was always the low point of her day. For it immediately followed the highlight, her train ride home with Oliver. Tall, athletic, blond hair and blue eyes, Olly was a Teutonic god. Just turned 25, flirty, charming, charismatic, Olly was Sophie's worl...