Authors note: As very special favor for some very special friends, I've been asked to resubmit a couple of my older stories once listed under Thesandman. It is not my intention to submit all or many of my older works, but for those who have truly supported and appreciated my writing over the years, I have relented to do so. Additionally, I will not turn voti...
Author's note: this is an unapologetically nonhuman love story told from a twin perspective. This story, Echobright, tells the story from the male point of view; its sister story, Grey-Eye, tells the story from the female perspective. Enjoy. * * * I looked up to see three women perched on a stone parapet high above the street, their wings folded, their lon...
-=-=-=-=-=-=- Tatiana Vittori Redstone, Imperial Kingdom of Tardia 1st of Sunfall, 1282 D.f. -=-=-=-=-=-=- The month of Sunfall opened with chilling rains and lightning over the City of a Thousand Towers. Rivers of rainwater threatened to flood the city's sewers this dark day, and bolts of raw energy pummeled the many red towers of the city. Fortun...
Descending the escalator into baggage claim of the West Palm Beach International Airport, my attention was drawn at once to a young man wearing a classic chauffeur uniform holding a small piece of poster board with my name written on it. Guessing him to be about my age, twenty-three; and also about my height, five-seven, I stepped up and told him that I was...
Hi all! I just wanted to let everybody know that I super appreciated the feedback I received on the last chapter. It's always difficult starting a new project, and I was a bit nervous about this one. That, and picking an Arachne as a story focus is very hot for some, not so much for others :P I did work very hard to keep the era realistic, but if you spot...
The Bookshelf, Volume 1: Bondage. James Bondage. I set a copy of Ian Fleming's original Casino Royale on The Bookshelf, my hands trembling... This inheritance: it may be the most dangerous remnant of the Lost Age still left outside of the control of the secret societies, my grandfather had written. You must keep it hidden from everyone. I watched, wide-e...
January 1st, 1886 The crackling fire that sat in the center of our camp was the center of more merriment than was likely warranted on that rainy, overcast January evening. But while the new years day celebrations were likely filling the streets of Tarant, Caladon and every other major city in Arcanum with revelers and party-goers, we were stuck in the vast...
Chapter 1 – The Surface The dream had always repeated itself with a surprising specificity. Nicole was at the bottom of a pool – the kind with those miniature tiles, mostly white with the occasional blue tile in the mix for the sake of contrast. She was never quite sitting on the bottom, just drifting, fluid like the water all around her, inches from the ti...
Hi, there! Good to see you again. This, technically, is chapter 5. So far, it's the longest chapter to date (how lucky are you that I couldn't stop writing?). However, since I haven't posted this series in specified 'chapters', I'm not allowed to write "Dealmaker Chapter 5" in the description box. My apologies. Enjoy anyway. * "So how was she?" "Will you...
Chapter 25 The city was falling apart. The demons had killed the president and declared the land theirs by right of combat. The Feds had turned on the supernatural races that had improved their lives over the last twenty years, out of fear, and hate. But most of all, out of envy. None of that mattered though I thought as I sobbed. It was all nothing next to...