Aunt Sandy moves in to take care of her three nephews when their mother dies. The oldest, a 17-year-old, finds it difficult to adjust until her loving attention becomes very, very loving.
Psychologists tell us that memory can be triggered by sensory input. I like many, accepted that fact without much thought. We can all recall times when some sight, sound, smell or taste would remind us of something from our past. Over a month ago it happened to me but unlike previous occurrences, a whole series of memories were triggered leaving me stunned, shaking, aching in my heart for what had once been but would never be again.
A private investigator is hired to investigate some financial trickery. An assistant, a forensic accountant, accompanies him, and despite her initial holier-than-thou attitude, her own marriage, in shambles, drives her into the arms of the private dick. It's a torrid affair, her doing sexual things with and learning sexual things from this guy as she learns what it is like not to be ignored.
A father decides to take his newly divorced daughter on a tour of his ancestral homelands. When she is nearly killed they come together a little more than is normal. This story has a lot of true elements in it. It starts off true, but from the first sexual contact the rest is pure fiction.
When Eleanor challenges Javier to walk the labyrinth he built—blindfolded, bound only by her voice—he enters a maze that’s no longer just hedges and turns, but sentient, seductive, and alive. Guided by her commands and tested by illusions, Javier must surrender more than sight to reach the heart of the maze—and of Eleanor. Mazeheart is a tale of ritual, desire, and the cost of truly being seen.