Author's Note Here I am back by unpopular demand. More of a leg end than a legend. This is a long story, 42,000 words, if that bothers you then don't start reading. No bitches are burned in the course of this story and the sex is all at the end. Because I am British I have used UK spelling and punctuation throughout the story. If that offends you then don...
Author's note: I feel rather proud of myself for managing to keep this story under the traditional forty-thousand-word lower limit for a novel -- if only by a little. As always, I've taken the time to lay the groundwork for the characters and story, and I hope you'll find the payoff worth it. MB "Good morning, Montana!" the obnoxious Johnny Temple bellows...
Choices, Choices.... Magdalia tossed and turned in her bunk in Shattrath City on the Aldor Rise. She would flip to one side, let out a sigh, just to turn over and open her eyes to check the amount of daylight visible. After fighting with herself, trying to sleep for over an hour, she laid on her back, frustrated, staring up at the ceiling. She looked around...
Hi everyone, Thought I'd try my hand at a romance with a twist, read on to discover the twist. This story is something I started over the Christmas break, so I'm currently satisfied with my backlog. So... For those of you following my other stories, I'm starting work on the sequel to 'The Beast.' Feel free to leave a comment, flick me an email or if you...
A Piers Fellowes Crime Story By Lairdscastle Chapter 1 He stood naked and self-conscious by the side of the bed and stared down at the display of toys arranged neatly on the quilted bedspread. Nearby on a chair, also neatly folded... perhaps he would admit obsessively so, lay his business suit, expensive shirt, underwear, blue silk socks and a matching si...
1. "Your new book is selling pretty well," said Irina Slonimska, Roger's editor. "Plumbing for the Panic-Stricken fills a definite need. I don't mind telling you that it saved me several hundred dollars in New York City plumbers' bills when I was editing the manuscript." "Did it really?" asked Sharon Hillstein, eying her old college roommate across the t...