*I know I probably sound like a broken record, but once again, I would like to thank you all for your continuing support. This chapter, like the last, was sort of a bitch to write, but I finally managed to get it completed, so here it is! I do hope you'll enjoy it.* Situated directly across from a medium sized lot with patchy grass known as Needle Park, th...
The City of the Sun God was crumbling. Once, the city of glass had been maintained by the same Atlantean technology that had helped stabilize the Savage Lands. But while that verdant jungle had become self-sustaining, the city had not. Many of its people had left for one local tribe or another. More still had been killed for disloyalty, speaking blasphemy ag...
Here, I have a story that almost didn't exist. It started as just... a test of sorts. Without going into exact detail, I was worried about my ability to write. So I intended to just write a scene or two, and maybe only share it with a person or two. Yet, not feeling right just starting in the 'middle' of a scene, I wrote a bit of an intro... one that kept go...
The chronological order of my stories is as follows: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, The Murdered Football Player Series, Case of the Black Widow series, Teresa's Christmas Story, The Case of the Bl...
Mrs. Jackson pulled her Denali into the circle drive before parking the car in front of the entrance to the North Kansas City Medical Center. Sweat poured off her forehead and her body ached from the workout she had just completed at the gym. She glanced at the doors as she took a sip from her water bottle. The cold liquid dripped down her chin and onto her...
Hammer stared into the silvered glass with a knit brow. He didn't like what was going on here, not one bit. He hadn't lost any size, save for a measure of height, but the sharp angles of his face were not the strong features he remembered. Nor was the black skin and the mane of silver-white hair that gleamed in the faerie fire light his lover had conjured....
Her body undulated, creeping around me, fat, heavy coils lined with scales so imperceptibly smooth they might as well be skin brushed against me. Her chubby tail encircled me in a prison made of taut muscle that flowed like liquid. I struggled impotently, my limbs bound tightly against my body, but it was pointless, I could no more escape from her clutches t...
The Prelude After nearly twenty years of near misses and false starts, this was finally shaping up to be their first serious attempt at sexual role-play. Robert and Claire had been married for all those years and had retreated from the no holds barred, rampant lovemaking of their early, before the kids years, to a now decidedly stale repertoire that left al...
Having forgotten to close the heavy curtains the night before, a frown creased the otherwise smooth features of a young woman as the morning sun fell across her face, her eyes darting behind still heavy lids. Her hand, slender and white, moving to relieve them of the glare, came to rest lightly against her forehead. A minute passed while the woman's body h...
At half past two on a sunny afternoon the four teens departed the city, heading for a campground located on the south fork of the Snoqualmie River. Known as Tinkham, the camping spot was 40 minutes outside of Seattle - a straight shot down Interstate 90 before reaching exit 42. With only two days left of their two-week trip, the four teens had decided to s...