Last Exile Fanfic
Sophia is a pilot, flying her sister's plane and searching for the truth about the events surrounding the death of her sister. She forces her way aboard the Neutral ship Silvana, to confront the captain, John Bren, about his involvement with her sister's death. Bren has his own uses for Sophia, both politically and personally.
An Air Transport Auxiliary Story The grandson of a ferry pilot who died in the second world war tells of his experience following the grandfather he never knew into the air. There's a bit of romance, too, but no explicit sex (sorry). / (Reviews)
They say nudists get used to being around other nude people, and don't react like a non-nudist would. When five siblings who lived like nudists at home went on vacation to a nude beach, it didn't quite turn out like they thought it would. Especially when a stranger offered them money - a lot of money - to let him take some pictures of them romping naked on the beach. They found out the meaning of "slippery slope" in the process. Then they learned about the carrot and the stick.
Magic of the Wood After a five year absence, Mara and her family are finally returning to the Boundary Waters Canoe Area, the unspoiled wilderness that holds so many fond memories from her childhood. Mara is in need of those peaceful surroundings, as her heart is in turmoil. Will the necessity of keeping her nymph blood a secret always stand in the way of finding love, or is it closer than she ever could have imagined?
Stories in the Frank's Post-Apoc World Universe
This is the eighth in the series. It was originally going to be about the trip to Europe but I am sidetracked. We will get to it when my muse permits. In the interim, please enjoy the ride. RG
Stories in the Frank's Post-Apoc World Universe
This is, obviously, Book 10 of the series. It has new narrators and travels in new directions as the people of Protection and Preservation search the world for more survivors. Distances can be long between stops and new possibilities await the exploration team. Time continues to flow from the Day, now almost forty years ago.