Citius, Altius, Sexius: In this tribute to the ideals of Greek competition, a befuddled engineering student is chosen to be the judge of which of three sorority sisters is sexier. At stake for the women: the presidency of the sorority for the coming year. At stake for Harris: surviving the competition.
She wants his baby. He wants to get far away from her. Her crippled husband wants him to make babies while he, the husband, watches. Bad guys want to kill him, the US government would not mind if he was dead and the President of the US is an idiot. Otherwise just another day at the office.
Julia goes to Alaska to live alone for a year in her uncle's remote cabin in order to write a book. It's located nearly fifteen miles from the nearest road with the closest neighbor three miles away. She thinks she's prepared for life alone in the wilderness; then she meets someone who truly understands what it means to be isolated.
I must have heard Mom say a jillion times, "The lessons learned best are the ones we figure out for ourselves." But sometimes the lesson we learn comes as a surprise.
Getting short on acceptable applicants, Farley Bigg, Esq., Attorney at Law, finally finds an associate lawyer for his firm. In doing so, he also finds happiness and plenty of company.
A Personalia story Part of the Personalia universe
Three sisters get the chance of a vacation on a new planet, and they get a major surprise while on their travels, as does their tour guide.
A California Central Valley Summer Heat Story Summer in California's Central Valley. A time to find out who you are and who you love. Sometimes, that person is right in front of you. A love story, an unexpected romance, a coming-of-age summer, and the slow unfolding of desire and fulfillment. In the words of one online reviewer: "Written in a lyrical lazy fashion much like the hazy summer days and evenings the author describes..." Heads up: there's a bit of mm, oral, in Chapter 8. You can skip the chapter and still follow the story.
A The Chronicles of Dan Hayward Story Attending their high school dance, Brad professes his love for Abby. The night ends perfectly for Abby...She held out her hand to him, "Come with me, it's time," Abby smiled. "Time for what?" Brad asked. "Do I have to spell it out for you?" He still didn't quite understand, "Where am I spending the night?" "Here," "And who am I going to wake up next to in the morning?" "...me?" "Clever boy! Come with me Brad, it's our time," Abby took him by the hand leading him upstairs.