Romance Stories

A Story in the Nude Planet Universe
Kasha, a teenage girl who has lived all her life in the repressed world of space, is moved with her family to the clothing optional, sexually liberal planet of Lupina. As her whole way of life is turned on its head, she meets some new friends and a certain boy who will change her life forever.

It was a mystery that she had to solve. Who was sending these Valentines, and why? Two mature people still searching for each other after all these years. A Valentine's Day tale of romance, duty, sacrifice, and love.

A Over the Hills and Faraway Story
Back in a loving relationship with his wife, and a promotion to sergeant, the future is looking good for Des. Then a family bereavement causes shock and awe. Miriam's reaction to it goes way beyond anything that Des could have expected…and all hell breaks loose. At first it seems that Des will weather the storm but once again Mr. John Thomas leads him astray. This time Des plays out of bounds, and although he manages to get his hole in one he must pay a price for breaking the rules.

A Swarm Cycle Story
A Swarm Cycle Story. Some unguarded words at a favorite watering hole lead to some long-term relationships.

A man's wife gives him a book explaining how to enslave her.

Bobby is married until he finds out his wife is dealing drugs. Divorced, he moves away, finally finding happiness that doesn't last long. He receives notice someone is living on the land that came to him while divorcing his ex-wife. Checking it out he is drawn into the underworld and crime.

A Story in the Damsels In Distress Universe
My attempt at a story in the Damsels in Distress Universe. A modern day warrior whose grandfather was a Hero and who trained him finally makes it to Chaos as a Hero. Along the way he finds love with a Hero's granddaughter and finds she makes an excellent Heros Companion on Earth and Chaos. They have a very long andproductive career. / (Reviews)

If you enjoyed 'Heaven in the Mountains', you will enjoy this as well. Don figures out a way to see Leeza before Christmas. The weekend is memorable.

In classic tennis white -- white shorts, matching tank top, and sneakers -- she was eye catching. Her black shiny hair fell softly around her face. It was thick and I had to resist the urge to run my fingers through the luscious strands. And her glasses were gone. Her dark brown eyes seemed to draw me in like mirrors in reverse; and I decided I wanted to spend hours looking into them.