A Story in the Damsels In Distress Universe
Fifteen year old Hector and his much younger sister, Miranda, find themselves stranded on Crossroads and the only way back home to Earth is through Chaos. Along the way they find friends and get help from the unlikeliest of allies. They also make a few enemies, as well.
Man gets fed up with New York, a cheating fiancee and his job. He returns to his families land where he finds peace, happiness, a new career and the love of his life.
Stories of the Volentin Stellar Dynasty
#5 A young exo-archeologist is failing miserably on his first dig and his circumstances are about to get worse. Between a scheming administrator and a visiting royal Volentin, he may lose more than just his nascent career. The betting pool says the odds are against him. / (Reviews)
A Take Me Out to the Ballgame Story Travis Horton could see for himself that the girl was sexy, vivacious, and very tall. But was she the kind of girl he could look up to?
Navy SEAL Lieutenant Commander Sarah Mitchell volunteers for the most dangerous mission of her career: go undercover to expose a predatory network that has assaulted seventeen women at Naval Air Station Fallon. The cost? Enduring the same brutal assault to gather irrefutable evidence. But the conspiracy runs deeper than anyone suspected—reaching to the highest levels of military justice. 1 operator, 17 silenced victims. A family protecting predators for six years. Justice always demands a price.
If you're a fat assed truck driver, on your way to death's door with clogged arteries and a gimp heart, how can you turn the Space Alien down when he offers you perfect health and a big new Dick? Title from the song by the same name, written by Carl Montgomery and Earl Green
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What if you could heal the sick, just with the touch of a hand? Would people allow you any peace? Would you be mobbed? Suppose you wanted a normal life? Sure, you want to help people, but you don't want to be Elvis, or get mistaken for the Second Coming. How do you cope? What do you do?