Fiction Stories

After a long, bitter divorce, he's headed back home for some much needed relaxation with old friends. A chance encounter at a diner is going to show that under the right circumstances, coming in third is a real win. / (Reviews)

A family journal more than three hundred years old reveals romance, a journey, first love, skinnydipping, pirates, heartbreak, and a new world and new friends. The story contains explicit language and is written for adventuresome readers with a sense of humor and an appreciation of purplish prose. Written by a 17th century family matriarch who, it is safe to say, lived her life to the fullest, if her journal is to be believed. A bit of MM, oral, heads up. The violence is brief but explicit.

This third and final book of the trilogy is set in the European Theater of World War Two and it covered the period of 1939 to 1945. Our Time traveling hero is hard at work trying to smooth the rough edges of history without creating a conundrum and he is seeing the reality of history without any bias from opinionated so called experts of the period.

A single woman wakes up and finds herself in an alternate reality where she's married to her best friend's husband.

Jessie dates Michael, a former co-worker, and sparks fly. But Michael's in a relationship with Claire, and Jessie wonders if she'll have to make him choose between the two women. Not suspecting that Claire has other plans, she soon finds out something about herself that changes the whole ballgame.

A Fielding returns from 'Nam.

The first three chapters of this story are pretty nasty. Then it becomes a sexually charged love story. In other words, I expect I’ll piss off a lot of people. Sorry. I hope some of you enjoy it. It wasn’t what I started out intending to write but I worked too hard on it to throw it out.

A Filthy Tales for Wicked Grown-Ups Story
This is the TRUE story of the three little Piggs. Wolfgang Lupine "The Big Bad Wolf" thought he could huff and puff and blow their houses down—but the three little Piggs had other plans. Penelope the baker lured him in with cream and curves. Clarabelle the milkmaid milked more than his ego. And Bettina, the brick-house headmistress, made him beg for detention. No bedtime story—this is a filthy fairytale of whips, cream, and squeals of delight. He came to conquer. They made him moan.