A Seosamh O'Niall Tale
Reporter Seosamh O'Niall had seen it all and gotten really good at reporting on it. That was until he got a call one night from his sister's godfather, a cop working on a recent serial murder case. In a dark, rain-wet alley he found he only knew half of what "it all" entailed. When he saw the sheet covered lump that was his sister laying in the alley, he learned the rest of "it all." His soul demanding justice, his study with druids allowed him to seek it. But all power comes at a price.
A young punk finds the yacht of a drug lord abandoned off the coast of Florida--with said drug lord dead aboard her! I asked myself, "How could a drug cartel actually do good?" This story is my answer.
Violent storms are common in the Midwest. The one described here actually happened outside a little town I was staying in almost 20 years ago. It sounded like a train, the tornado axiom, if you will, but the straight-line winds cleared a windrow to stumps and killed several cattle (and I'm sure a lot of other critters). Friday I was in the shower, during a storm, when my muse spoke to me, and yes, when I looked out back, she was sitting on our boat.
A tale of two women, sisters, and how one finds herself on a mission to find the other gone missing in a foreign country. They face dangers and ordeals which brings new meaning to their solidarity. In the end, one question remains. / (Reviews)
A man seems to spring to life, naked and with virtually no memory. He is standing in the middle of a road in a magical country, Isbardia, full of monsters, both human and demonic. He gets lucky and saves a woman from a potential rapist, and the woman turns out to become the love of his life. They find a map with a mysterious "X" on it, and this is the story of their discovery of what that mark means. 8 chapters, ~35,000 words.