It's a song, no that's not what I mean - it's inspired by a song. It's pretty obvious which song it is. (Well it's obvious to me, but then I wrote it - the story not the song.) Read the story and drop me a line if you think you know what the song is. I'll tell you if you're right - not much of an incentive to read the story I know, but then it just goes to show how desperate I am!
To everything there is a season. Physicians should never self-diagnose and attorneys, never represent themselves. So an author saying that this is her favorite to date probably isn't that smart. But if I were smart, I wouldn't be a writer. Come be one of us at Wesleyan.
An injured war hero returns home to marry his childhood sweetheart. A cop on the wrong side of a bad decision based on lust for another's wife. A beautiful nurse with her own agenda. Sometimes,you don't know what you've got til it's...yours
In the future we finally have complete control over our own bodies, even to the point of using them as collateral for loans. So what happens when some rich bitch can't pay what she owes? She gets seize and sold to the highest bidder. Unfortunately for her that bidder is someone with a score to settle
In the ruins of a forgotten amusement park, photographer Avery stumbles into a world of mist, mirrors, and moonlight ruled by the goddess Lunara. Haunted by buried shame and seduced by a guide who may not be human, he’s drawn into a sensual rite where desire is devotion and transformation comes at a price. Lunara’s Veil is a mythic erotic tale of queer longing, ecstatic surrender, and the haunting beauty of being claimed by something greater than yourself.
At a work conference in Nashville, Eric and Courtney find themselves drawn to each other, through a shared sense of humor and a love for a dearly-departed musical artist. Courtney is married; Eric is not. What happens next amid the honky-tonks and neon lights of Broadway?