As usual, I promise NEVER to leave you without an ending!! If I haven't posted for a bit, it's a crazy-life thing, not a lack of commitment. (Shameful confession- I canNOT spell "commitment" without looking the damn thing up.) REMINDER: I write long stories (and TT2 is longer than average-- 45 chapters, 350-400 pages in regular-people-speak.) Many chapters...
"You. Stole. My. Rope!" Alrek drew a dagger from his boot, eyes blazing. "Damn catgirls!" Anna blinked. She looked at Alrek, then at the strange cat-eared fey girl. The fey shrugged. "What? I didn"t know he was with you." She leaned in closer, giving a faint purr. Anna distinctly smelled catnip. "But not with you in that way, I hope. I want to have you a...
Fishing With My Daughter: She Worries Five months ago, I wrote a story called Fishing With My Daughter. It was meant to be a happy little piece about a father and daughter fishing on their home stream and discussing one of life's big questions. I guess I enjoyed it a bit too much because I wrote a second and now a third. I like the idea of an intact and lov...
She awoke, smiled, and rolled over to look at the clock. Too, early! Why am I awake now? I should be exhausted after last night! She lay there frowning, then, remembering, smiled again. She moved closer toward him, reaching out to touch him. But no, her hand stopped, hovering an inch above his body. As much as she wanted him, needed him right now, she wouldn...
REMINDER: I write long stories. Many chapters don't have naughty bits, but those that do will be way more fun if you read the others, too! Also, although TT2 is a stand-alone novel, it takes place in the same family as Texas Trio, so you might want to read that one first!—Stefanie —:—:—:—:—Chapter 30—:—:—:—:— She was trying to be good, she really was, bu...
It is and will be my last day in the comfort zone. From tomorrow I cast my musical net on the other side of the lifeboat and hopefully catch some much-needed inspiration to rejuvenate this seasoned singer songwriter. Now that folk is in Vogue it is time to raise the anchor and move on up mainstream. Ousted from the family home and living in the musical Mecc...
"I still think this is a bad idea," Snatch muttered. He drew the whetstone across the blade of his scythe, grimacing at the harsh scraping sound. "Bad idea. Bad job. Bad partner to do it with." "And I still think you're being a jerk about that." Snatch looked up from sharpening his scythe. Larya, a dark-haired woman with bright green eyes to match her plain...
Thanks to all who have written, commented, and voted. This took me a little longer than I thought to complete, since I decided to split the next story into two chapters (this and the next one). I hope it'll be worth the wait! :) Chapter 5: Three's a Crowd "Just hear me out, John. I promise I can make this work. You just need to..." "Goddamnit, I said no!"...
I cough gently into my shoulder, struggling to keep oxygen in my lungs. I fail as a vicious deluge of coughs and spams find their way out of my chest, wracking my lungs and shaking my rib cage. I go to my knees, searching for a pocket of fresh air somewhere - anywhere. Much to my surprise, I find one, and gratefully gulp down the rich oxygen. After several...
XXXII Honourable Service Theo 2052 Theo was a murderer. He knew that. He was as much a murderer as the man who'd actually killed his employer. He'd lied in court about his role in the slaughter, but he knew the truth. It was he, as much as anyone else, who had murdered Eden St. John-Easton. As expected, the circumstances that accompanied the murder excus...