A prifysgol Story This is the fifth and final part of my story about life at University in Cardiff in the early 1970's. At the start of my second year, I was sharing a flat with three girls. And then it started getting complicated. Very complicated, actually.
A Making of a Gigolo Story Prudence had believed for fifteen years that she was responsible for her husband's death, because she had flirted with his brother. She'd punished herself for fifteen years, and the darkness in her life had infected her daughter too. Then she met Bobby.
A Making of a Gigolo Story Christy lived with her parents, while her husband was off jumping out of airplanes in Viet Nam. She could live with that, except he kept asking to go back, instead of coming home. And, when he did come home, he didn't seem interested in her. She was lonely and bored. She thought redecorating her room would help. It did.
After Jacob rescued eight year old Hollie from a terrible fate, he presented her as his daughter from a previous marriage rather than turning her over to state authorities. Neither of them realized how this would change their lives. Why had Hollie runaway? Who were her parents and why weren't they looking for her? Also, who was this man who had rescued her? The answers eventually emerged, surprising everyone.
The further adventures of the Still Waters gang. Anne, Mary, their friends, lovers and spouses continue to break new ground in college, fashion, art and Western Pleasure riding. Lots going on, not a lot of on-stage, explicit sex. You'll want to read Book I first.
Retired Captain Scarlett was appointed Martian envoy to the Western Alliance. Then the President of the Western Alliance promoted him to Vice Admiral, and recalled him to active duty. Then he was kidnapped. And that's just the start of his problems. Fly with his wife, Pandora Vermillion, as she flees to Mars in the NSS Naha while a crazed madman in a dangerous, stealthy spaceship hunts her down. There's also Captain Scarlett Saves Mars! and Captain Scarlett vs. The Scrapper. Old-school Sci-Fi!
A little historical piece that’s shamelessly historically inaccurate (it would have even Robert E Howard shuddering in his grave coz I sat here with a pile of his books in front of me looking at the style he wrote in and just murdering it altho then again, Howard was pretty good at murdering history himself so maybe he’d just laugh. Wherever he is, I hope he enjoys this and RIP, dude. You were one of the best!). Anyhow, I hope you all enjoy the story - it was a lot of fun to write. / (Reviews)