"You really think my ass is beautiful?" his mom asked. "As far as I can tell," he told her. "Hey, why don't we go to the beach?" he added casually.
Lucas is at it again, carrying on from where 'Madness: the prequel' left off.
Apart from a few non-critical references, this is a standalone story, but you might like to read the preceding stories if you haven't already.
An innocent bride of less than three years, Susan finds that she has obviously been offered as the payoff for a debt occurred when her husband's bet goes awry. It isn't the first time she has been a "payment." She looks back on her short marriage and the erotic twists it has taken since her wedding day. There are things she knows...there are even more that she doesn't! The whole truth would shock her!
Revekah is awakened in the dark by a strange voice. It is dark, she is not in her bed at home. She can't move and yet, paradoxically she is not frightened. She asks "Who are you?" Perhaps she should have asked "What..."
The Wandering Succubus : Stories based in the first Battlemage series 28 year old Kathryn “Kat” Stockton is trying to find her way in the world. She’s starting to come to grips with the fact that her first love has moved on without her and she now needs to make her way in the world alone. But that may be hard when a new evil is bound and determined to make her his personal love slave no matter what her objections to that may be. (She is a character from the first Battlemage series – Book 7)
When the infamous South American performance artist Cataquil schedules a one-night-only show in Spain, Isabel is thrilled to score a ticket. Little does she know that the evening is destined to feature far, far more of her than she would ever have chosen. Before it's all over, she'll be shoved headlong into the depths of depravity before the cream of Madrid society. The only question is whether the pleasure can possibly outweigh the humiliation.
Written based on another author's challenge, this story tells of a boy, his Aunts, his cousin and two closets. Oh yes, and a red bike. It's amazing what a twisted imagination can come up with when staring at a pile of junk.