An Inhuman Love Story A lonely young woman inherits the house of her late great grandmother. The house is not as empty as she thought. Cheesy romance and inhuman/human sex ensues.
A Traffic Girl Story John Cameron is back, grappling with a potential future with Kat and also trying to find out how his longtime former love, Jess, fits into his life. Is this what he wants? Or should he simply revert to his bachelor ways? Then there's the whole Kat situation...
This is a long, interconnected story that is full of sex, heavy partying, polyamory, and the occasional wife stealing.
I had been sitting in the food court when I was nearly hit by falling boxes. Offering to help triggered an outburst from an angry young woman. "What, you see a cripple and think you have to help? What do you know about handicaps? Why don't you shut up and leave me alone!" she screamed. The entire food court was silent. I didn't respond, just got my cane from a chair where I'd left it. As I was leaving the food court I heard, "Please stop!" The words weren't quite so angry now.
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!