Authors note: I first published Spreading Seeds in 2008 and it was poorly self-edited. Since then I have edited it more rigorously and present this revised version in a more compact manner. I hope this new version will please my readers. JackLuis * Spreading Seeds Chapter 1 We rode into the Burney, New Mexico just before sundown on the 15th of March, 2...
Fisher wasn't the type of guy who fucked a girl just because she had a pussy and he had a cock. He was raised better than that. For that reason, and that reason alone, he had yet to have any of those college experiences that the lore speaks of. That was, until he met Annabelle. He'd always been a quiet, reserved kind of guy. He wasn't a virgin, but he ha...
***** A Meeting, Of Sorts ***** River Run was the place to go if you needed to sell illicit goods, or at least that was what Garthuk had been told. But, as he scanned the busy frontier town, he found that claim hard to believe. It looked like any other human settlement — poorly fortified, with too much land dedicated to growing crops. Garthuk spat at the t...
Author's notes I have been contacted on many occasions by readers asking me to write about particular scenarios they've had in mind and add them into some of my multi-part stories. These I have so far resisted as their ideas usually take my characters into an area I don't envisage them in. I have also been contacted a few times with complete story ideas. Ag...
Half an hour later they were on their way, Mr Winfield and his hounds in his buggy, his sons and young helpers on horseback. Dennis was on the box with John, who was starting to get really fidgety, not surprisingly since John had no means to defend himself at all. His own mood surprised him more, ever since seeing the beaten-down shape of the mother at the t...
"The Werewolf Chronicles -- Omnibus" Part 9 of Supernatural Earth. *** Author's notes: This story happens a couple of months after "The Creature Below - Omnibus 03" and well over three years since "Snow Maiden - Omnibus 02" and "The Prison Creature". The current year in the storyline is 2020 as established with Brad's math in the last installment. Recomm...
"I say east, to Northhill. Apparently the town has a fabulous castle and a very beautiful Princess," Basil says. A sly, handsome smile crosses his clean shaven face. In the dimming light, his dirty blonde hair almost appears silver, amplifying his aristocratic demeanor. Though dressed in his plain traveling clothes the air of superiority that always surround...
Many thanks to my friend and editor Dawnj! Any mistakes in the story are mine. This is a long story (for me) and I would like to warn my readers that it contains no sex until the second part of chapter 19. If you don't mind waiting that long, please read on... Prologue Barbra wished she could have skipped 2010. Perhaps things would have been better i...
~New Mexico, 1870's~ Chapter 1: A Stranger Rides In A dead Indian hung from the limb of a cottonwood over a dry creek bed. There was a flurry of large wings as a rider slowly approached, and reddish-colored hawks lifted their engorged bodies sluggishly into the air with a chorus of kreeing sounds and began to circle leisurely overhead. John Green clicked...
...this is the God who does not care and will never cease. Look at the seas there Flashing against this rock in the darkness--look at the tide-stream stars--and the fall of nations--and dawn Wandering with wet white feet down the Carmel Valley to  ...