A Making of a Gigolo Story Jill was divorced, and angry at men in general. Her ex was a bastard, and she expected other men to be the same. When things break, though, you usually have to find a man to repair them. A friend told her Bobby Dalton could fix anything. Her friend was right. He fixed much more than her washing machine.
Greg Harper finds the perfect assistant in Melissa. He appreciates beauty, and she loves being appreciated. The young college student makes herself at home in her own room of Greg's penthouse. As she shows him more and more of herself, he shows his appreciation.
A Wonders of My World Story It was the summer of 2013. I'd had an epiphany. I'm an author. I could do this from anywhere! So why was I doing it from a basement in Seattle? By July, I was in an F150 and a travel trailer with no destination but the road in front of me. This memoir is based on the true story of my travel down U.S. Highways since then and my life before. Only the names, places, and events have been changed to protect the innocent and keep several wonderful women and a couple skanks from tracking me down!
Remember when we had to write a story that started off with this horrible opening line? I do. So I had a bug and decided to use it and have some fun. This is my first foray into sci-fi. Follow along as All the Mick O'Dell's and their Angels work to save the Earth. / (Reviews)
An Eighth Warden Story In a world of swords and sorcery, one young warrior-mage tries to forge his own destiny while dealing with a fate not of his choosing. Cast out from his knightly order for using magic, Corec had no idea what the future held in store when he left his homeland. When beautiful women start ending up linked to him through mysterious runes - and not necessarily happy about the fact - Corec and his companions must work to discover truths about themselves and the world they live in. / (Reviews)
Readers with siblings will know about the title. I hated it, as a child who liked to look after my toys, when Mother ordered me to share my toys with my brothers or house guests. They would break them or lose attachments or fold over the corners of your comics or books. Tim Smith was like that. He started out poor and had to share growing up but as an adult he refused to share. Oh he was generous to a fault and he'd give you the shirt off his back, but share what was precious to him? No, never!